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Dear Neptune, Something’s very fishy. Instead of the god of water, You’re now the god of coffee!   Dear Neptune, Such a god has never before been seen! Many high schoolers are now sacrificing
I am not afraid  Of a mirror And its backward ways I am backwards Myself So we are alike   I see it in the corner
Shaking my head you silly little mortal Did you really think myths were lies How can you be so naive when it's right in front of your eyes Sit back and let me tell you what you don't see
it is the treasures of love that often fool conceled, conceited, always too cruel.   on the path of meloncholia, the lonely traveler stumbles upon a house  made of ivory and honey.
At last the feud has come to end Mary fought no more With the man that she hated so Ten years, at last, resolved
Philautia Love of the self   The glass screen flickers Its blue light harsh, blinding Burning retinas too dry for tears
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her lips were a bloody crimson, calling attention in the dim light of crowded dance floor.  [her dress was hellfire, scorching those who got too close]  her voice was soft, husky
her lips were a bloody crimson,calling attention in the dim lightof crowded dance floor. [her dress was hellfire, scorching those who got too close]   her voice was soft, husky
With the sky as bright And the clouds in their flow The bird is in flight Going where no one could know It’s beauty is mixed with the colors of the world
Goddess of the war The war storming in her head, she of strong will and knowledge Walking the halls striding closer, Ever closer 
people say we don't use our brain but really we would go insane they help us gain power without them we couldn't shower we have to use it all or else we would all fall
Arachne was that high school girl who thought she was better than you, and there was really nothing else you could do, She teased you, She mocks you, She boasts around you, She just makes you sick,
Harsh, bright light -  A concussion  Ringing in your ears.  Feelings of regret, Yet of power.  Sorry, not sorry Never apologize
To suffer To suffer alone in this hell My brothers have their own brides To care for them and to stand by their side I was casted away, seen as bitter It’s not easy being a god
The girls blushed  and the guys rush  to see what he has become Diyonysus is his name who inherited his fame from drinking and making all the wine  oh what a happy and lucky guy
Eros, My Love, I lay next to you, street lights gleaming Eros, My Love, I had your trust, car horns honking Eros, My Love, I thought you'd be so true, sirens blaring
Eros, My Love, I lay next to you, street lights gleaming Eros, My Love, I had your trust, car horns honking Eros, My Love, I thought you'd be so true, sirens blaring
You’re out of popcorn again. The mesh door swings on its hinges in the September wind, like a reminder.  Living room stacked with half eaten tv dinners.
He was as stubborn, as he was powerful, Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly. Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade. 
He was as stubborn, as he was powerful, Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly. Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade. 
Pulled and groped, they haven't destroyed her She's here to hunt She can take the brunt Her speech is a slur, she doesn't feel sure Her drink is drugged Her waist is being tugged She thinks she says no
I can feel her Here with me Weeping on the floor  I feel her hand on my shoulder Artemis wipes my tears  Hera holds my hand  The world is a haze But they are clear 
Long ago the Greeks had their gods and goddesses Thought to be long forgotten to the sands of time But they’re still very much alive. Dethroned from Mount Olympus
At first sight I knew It was he. I wanted  a love that was true that was sweet. "Cupid," I called "Cupid, help please" "Cupid I need this boy's eye to see me!" 
Survival, It’s what I know best. It’s painful, and hard, But also makes us stronger. And most don’t know my story.  
The river so tranquil  as birds chrip to the sound of their heart beats The river calls to me under the watchful eye of the moon I must go home but the water is so clear  Uneasiness fills me up
  The very smile that makes me glow It engulfs my sorrows Get rides of my troubles It stimulates my happiness And it makes me bloom   The very smile that makes my day light up
Narcissus sits, waits Two minutes have gone by now Post has no likes   
MEDUSA- A modern Interpretation Poem by: The Poetic Truth Productions By Nini   She was innocent But yet she was found guilty   Devoted to making society a better place, 
  It seems Pandora’s Box has opened With many horrific evils all abound. Look around at the natural disasters now, That cause our heads to defeatedly bow. Along with poverty, greed, theft, murder,
As children we’re taught the myth of Hercules, The mythical powers of Zeus, Athena’s legendary insights, Aphordite’s love tales,  And poor Orpheus’ plight.
“will you marry me, Hera?” “no means no, Zeus. i’ve seen how you are with other girls and i’m not interested.” he smiled at her
Temperatures rising. Ice caps melting, Falling into the sea. Gaia, Mother Nature,  Oh how she cares As she stares at the dirty air. Her animals are dying out, And her Earth is full of drought. 
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