Siren

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Siren

My head is screaming,
The Demons are pounding,
My heart hurts,

It hurts,
Just like the way,
I hurt people,
Without meaning to,
I don't realize it,
Until it's to late,

I'm like the Siren,
People get to close to,
And I ruin them...

Why can't I help someone,
And give them the same love,
They give me?

I guess I'm that Siren,
That will always have demons,
Who control her,
And nobody can,
Get ride of them...
Not even the Siren...

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