This woman is no goddess
She has faults and pride and sin
Betrayal taints her blood
As she continues to cry for him
Weakness, unforgivable
No future entwined within
Her walls keep growing higher
Now the he’s not trying to get in
Waves crest a little less spectacularly
When the goddess becomes mortal
When there is no philosopher/seafarer waiting
It was a misunderstanding
Like reading too much into mediocre poetry
Only a mortal can destroy a something that never was
Only a mortal is blind enough
To hope.
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