Lorelei
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Childhood chaser, chasm dreams
silent, softly rip my seams.
Torn alone, I dropped to cry,
and no one knew but Lorelei.

Roses hidden under chests,
brilliant red in shadows dressed,
ne're were seen by damsel fly,
and no one knew, save Lorelei.

Beaches' sand and breakers' scream
dash me from my threadbare dreams,
grounding me in lovetorn eyes:
"And no one knows," says Lorelei.