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Author: DragonSeer
Fiction Rated: K - English - Fantasy/Supernatural - Reviews: 4 - Published: 03-07-03 - Updated: 03-07-03 - id:1252266

The Cursed Siren

I am siren; this is my song

Alone and saddened, a lover I seek

Here on this desolate island I belong

The stench of death on my islands reek

My song touches you in a way

A mortal woman could never reach

In your clouded mind my song a ray

Your love and flesh I beseech

You plunge to the green-blue that I callhome

Your mind in the now; not future or past

I can feel you begin to love to roam

But the thought fails as you sink fast

Bones litter my island shore

Those who have tried to fill my need

In my body, blood of a carnivore

One that desperately wants to feed

Your flesh strengthens my spell

And another one neglects me

Though you tried you failed

The warning too hard to see

I do not kill for fun

I fell in love, but wrong

The gods thought me shun

My punishment: a lure of song

I could not love a man

Until one who can resist me

And one who has not ran

That I have yet to see

You heard and tried to come

But you now lie all alone

Your fellows made it; some

While you sleep on the bone

The gods have cursed me

I needed and wanted you

The gods said punished be

And you died to who?

The Cursed Siren.



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