Soft skin,
Aquamarine eyes,
Long flowing hair,
Always wet and wavey.

So unique for someone
Who looks just like everyone else.
For someone who has a tail like everyone else.
Our personalities the same as well.
We are all copies.
But you,
you are some how different.
They say you got away.
We are all sirens in the ocean trapping sailors
while you live my dream
Of being free.
You are what human girls dream of.
How silly of me.
I'm a siren.
I can never be anything
other than what a man wants me to be.

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