You can't hear me
From the hills, calling Athena
You can't see me
Swooning in her gracious hands
For her voice is loud
Louder than my pitiful lies
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Denouement
Poetry'Nothing kills a man more than his own mind.' A series of short, dark poetry inspired by those who have no home and those with no heart. Highest Rating #162 13.3.2016 This amazing cover is made by cluttering! Go check them out!
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You can't hear me
From the hills, calling Athena
You can't see me
Swooning in her gracious hands
For her voice is loud
Louder than my pitiful lies
