She's Aphrodite.
She knows love
She is love
She knows beauty
She is beauty
She's never afraid
Afraid to be beautiful
Afraid to break her shell
Afraid to step from the ocean
Her hair as her tunic
But what am I?
I'm the unknown mortal
I know hatred
I am hatred
I deserve Hephaestus
And he deserves more
I can't break my shell
For I am too weak
And not at all willing
She's the goddess
So she gets the glory....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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