A/N Um, ya… just read the poem and then the author's note at the bottom…

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO.

Many people fear me, fear me for my eyes,

But few people see the power hidden in my lies.

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Eyes to hold you captive tossing like the sea.

Eyes to make you blind to the truth known as me.

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I tell you not my secrets. (For then what would I gain?)

For if you knew my secrets you would be my bane.

-/-/-

Paranoid, you say. But self-preservation, says I.

For what good would it do me if I were to die?

-/-/-

You talk about my smile. You say that it holds charm.

And yet you seem to forget that I can cause great harm.

-/-/-

You see what I want you to see. You forget the ruin I can cause.

Because I have made you forget that not every monster has claws.

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Tartarus, you whisper, has he really forgotten?

But no one can forget something quite that rotten.

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Oh, but I've turned nasty, and oh, have I turned sour.

And like you the monsters forget that until I make them cower.

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But with honey-filled words and a grin upon my face,

I can make you forget that I'm anything but grace.

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I can control poison, and I can control blood.

I can make hurricanes and cause water to flood.

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But never have I told you of this secret power of mine,

But avoiding the Sirens' songs should have been a sign.

-/-/-

And though I didn't notice when a piece of wax fell from my ear,

I have to say that the consequences were anything but severe.

-/-/-

And so I heard the sirens' voices and resisted on my own.

(Oh, Annabeth, you were there. You really should have known.)

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My sisters told me that I was just like them. I am but a curse.

(And if you think that's bad, trust me, it gets worse.)

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Poseidon has many daughters, but they are cursed to stay on land.

And now all they can do is mourn for the water that's blocked by sand.

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And you may call me stupid. You may call me blind.

But I saw what you didn't when you were blocked by your own mind.

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And you think that you know me. You think that you know all that I can do.

But if only you knew all the secrets and powers I'm hiding from you.

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You talk about my smile, and you whisper about my eyes.

But those were just ploys to distract you from my lies.

-/-/-

My real power is in my words and in my song.

My real power is in my voice, and this magic is quite strong.

-/-/-

And so please give me your will. (It's not like you have a choice.)

And so please listen closely, and fall captive to my siren voice.

A/N I know, you're probably wondering what that was. Well, I've read alot of stories were Percy can control blood. (It makes sense like the poison.) However, I was wondering if maybe Percy had different powers like an alluring voice like a siren. Now, this is where my reasoning gets way off course. In Greek mythology sirens are daughters of Achelous and Terpsichore. I was thinking, 'I wonder what why Poseidon hasn't had very many daughters. Well, what if he has, but they were born cursed to stay on an island as sirens because of their beautiful voices like the sea? And what if the male children of Poseidon were never sent to that island because they didn't have the voice?' Of course, I even got more off track then that thinking, 'Well, what if Percy was one of the few rare cases that had the siren voice, but no one knew but him and his sisters?'

Ya, I know it sounds weird. Oh well. If for some reason your guys liked my weird reasoning I might continue this and make a story out of it, but for now I'm going to mark it complete because I have no ideas, and I have other stories that I'm working on. (If you want me to continue it, ideas help. Thank you.)

Bye my tear droplets.

~NoTearsFalling