Oed’ und leer das Meer
Peach shaped drops
talk about my life in tragedies
turning me into a catastrophe
You had multiple lovers
yet you felt the need to devour me
due to fair cheeks and pliant mounds
You warped deity, you
wrote sins across my skin
carved salt and water in me
You molded brines made
out of your sediment
spread pillars apart to form scum
Leaving my storytelling to the untold
You had her craft me
out of a serpents skin
and it nearly killed you
Frightened you as you were
witnessing venomous tongues
in the shape of your lies lies lies
One would have thought
your artificial waves were of
made up of guillotine
Éloa 
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