I see myself bound in shackles, by a Siren's laugh and hackles, Draped in sorrow; agony fallen,
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Solemn Serenity By: Adam M. Snow
I see myself bound in shackles, by a Siren's laugh and hackles, Draped in sorrow; agony fallen, in her palm my heart she stolen. Upon my breast, still gaping hole, Her reach forth in and grabbed my soul. Time is still as I fall nigh, as it is that I must die.
This is a poetry series called 'Series of Solemn' and there will be more poems, each continuing from the last. So read the first one before you read the next, because you may just miss out.
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