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Siren Song

She calls, raindrops on her tongue, voice riding 'cross waves of black. It spins in your mind, sweet melody supernatural—        Divine. Her song of forlorn, of stars, of restless seas and likewise abandon, of everything you could possibly imagine. And serenades, sorrowful, a heavy lash hung on sunken breath, words unspoken and equally unmatched. It lilts, rings beauty so blinding she trifles Aphrodite, soft souls can't help but listen. Your weakness rings her smitten, as the wind couples as guide, and friend, and enemy. You are driven to her like moth to flame, a destiny bled into stone the moment you gave way. Her arms,        and

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Literature

Siren Song

She calls, raindrops on her tongue, voice riding 'cross waves of black. It spins in your mind, sweet melody supernatural—        Divine. Her song of forlorn, of stars, of restless seas and likewise abandon, of everything you could possibly imagine. And serenades, sorrowful, a heavy lash hung on sunken breath, words unspoken and equally unmatched. It lilts, rings beauty so blinding she trifles Aphrodite, soft souls can't help but listen. Your weakness rings her smitten, as the wind couples as guide, and friend, and enemy. You are driven to her like moth to flame, a destiny bled into stone the moment you gave way. Her arms,        and

Featured

1 deviation
come on holly would you turn me on?

Collabs

26 deviations
Sleepover with the homies

Pixels

8 deviations
Some female OCs

Misc.

2 deviations
Literature

Siren Song

She calls, raindrops on her tongue, voice riding 'cross waves of black. It spins in your mind, sweet melody supernatural—        Divine. Her song of forlorn, of stars, of restless seas and likewise abandon, of everything you could possibly imagine. And serenades, sorrowful, a heavy lash hung on sunken breath, words unspoken and equally unmatched. It lilts, rings beauty so blinding she trifles Aphrodite, soft souls can't help but listen. Your weakness rings her smitten, as the wind couples as guide, and friend, and enemy. You are driven to her like moth to flame, a destiny bled into stone the moment you gave way. Her arms,        and

Writing

10 deviations
Alex rough design

Original

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Literature

Blood Donor

I gave unto her ink Pumped from a heart hardened    with        the            past                        Blue eyes always   r u i n e d   me: I       scraped resin from my teeth To give her something to get high                                      off of.   She never felt okay being alone  and I was the perfect distraction. We    could                ou r s e l v es             k                     i           n                         i           i                           i           r                         n             d                     n                s   e  l  c  r  i  c and never find the kind of Arizon

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