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| I walk around the same old walls no one visits these dark halls Odysseus slew my only true love Only I remain, no sparrow, no finch, no dove Suddenly I hear a sound 'Tis a mortal on my ground I wish him no wrong But I've been cursed all eternity, all along He sees me with innocent shock I've lost a friend and gained a rock Happiness I'll never find For I am the last of my kind None enter, none come near No life, for I dwell here |
| Mr. Medusa |
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| I wrote this poem when I saw a picture of a dude with snakes for hair, he reminded me of a male medusa. He looked sad. |