By Constantina Kalisperaki

Look at me, I’m here.

Listen to me, I’m near.

And once you see, hear my scream

before the end of the year.

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Oh hey, stranger, don’t you see

the ghosts inside my eyes?

Twisting and dancing wildly

along with Sirens” cries.

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The night is young,

the chaos is near.

My bones feel heavy

under the weight of my fear.

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So, please old man,

take me on your boat

and lead me to the depths of Earth

wrapped in my soulless coat.

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And time has passed and you can’t see

how close to edge am I.

So maybe you won’t hear my scream

tearing to shreds the night.