You, who I title: the poet, are also the reincarnate of the sirens’ song. You entice me to come into the water with ease, drown me in your words, and I cannot come to terms to fight against you in this lifetime or the next, despite needing air to survive.
I’ve noticed your melodies are always carefully crafted in accordance with me, even when I tell you it’s alright to swim around freely as you desire. I’ll come back, every day, looking out towards the vastness of the ocean in search of you. I linger on the shores late at night, wondering if any sailors have drifted over you, or beheld your beauty and thought the same.
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m0rty
another banger from 5undays! you literally have the exact style i want to write in and yet i just can't... i'll figure it out someday
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All you require to write like me is a muse. I’m sure you could do it if you put your mind to it, Morty!
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thanks, i'm sure i'll figure it out in due time!
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I’ll be your number one supporter. I can’t wait to see what you curate.
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