LONELINESS ALWAYS
DRAGGED ME TO THE SEA.
MY HAIR BLEACHED OUT BY SALT AND SUN.
MY SOUL WANDERING INTO
THE BLACKEST DEEP.
MERMAIDS SLEEP
BENEATH MY HUMAN BONES.
MY MELANCHOLY
RESOUNDING IN THE SIREN'S SONGS
-Conny Cernik
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Teen FictionAn upstart lead singer takes a break from his band, ending up on an (almost) deserted island. There he meets a woman with a voice that could kill, and secrets aplenty
