Sirens
Sirens lie of love, following where angels fear to tread
Cold and lost in desperation, in blindness we are led
Cold and lost in desperation, impossibly all alone
Adrift with no beacon, calling the way back home
Copyright © Stephen Allen | Year Posted 2012
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