The Siren By Thomas Laufey

Siren, siren with shining hair
Beneath the moonlights subtle glare
I see thee so pretty and o so bright
Mind clouded from false beautys light
As I swim towards teeth and claws
Too late I see I was enthralled
By demon cant* and demons verse
It spelled my end, and was my curse

* cant is short for incantation
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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