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    Heyya My Name Is Chynna you know like the country. I am 15 years old and I am in like with some one named Sara. I Love the colour yellow and am crazy about a show called GLEE don't judge me >.<<br />
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    I have big hopes for my future and maybe they are to big. I hope to either be a Marine Biologist, Interior Designer, Baker, or author. I hope to go to A&M or some college in Canada perhaps.<br />
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    I love folklore and especially mermaids so you may call me Siren. <br />
    I love the color Yellow<br />
    I Love the show Glee<br />
    I love the movie Rocky Horror Picture Show!<br />
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    Sirens Soliloquy:<br />
    paralyzed by the beauty of those words<br />
    that so delicately drip from this angel of untamed lust<br />
    suddenly I fear the end of my solitude<br />
    once a warrior, poetic shrieks now own my soul<br />
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    left behind to fight the ruthless pawns of Eris<br />
    hope will strike her down beneath the blade as she sings for him<br />
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    suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare<br />
    but he no longer fights the torture of her voice<br />
    so long forgotten, I am lost in her stare<br />
    mad so clear as she extracts her painful toll<br />
    a soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens<br />
    ...he is hers...<br />
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    beautiful whispers leave one so far<br />
    chain these hands of ageless struggle<br />
    rid us of this beloved curse<br />
    an epic tale of deceit is given life once more on silver lips so spiteful<br />
    her tongue screams for him<br />
    rid us of this curse<br />
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    suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare<br />
    but he no longer fights the torture of her voice<br />
    so long forgotten, I am lost in her stare<br />
    mad so clear as she extracts her painful toll<br />
    a soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens<br />
    ...he is hers...<br />
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    set loose so long ago by the foolish whim of Pandora<br />
    phantoms which shall forever prey on mankind's weakness<br />
    the grains of time hold no bearing to those eyes<br />
    in pale moonlight she sings to the haunted sea<br />
    vile notes seduce old Cerberus to slake unholy thirst<br />
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    left behind to fight the ruthless pawns of Eris<br />
    hope will strike her down beneath the blade as she sings for him<br />
    <br />
    suffering unseen now will be left to burn in her stare<br />
    but he no longer fights the torture of her voice<br />
    so long forgotten, I am lost in her stare<br />
    mad so clear as she extracts her painful toll<br />
    a soul now echoes with the torture of the sirens<br />
    ...he is hers...
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