Pulling A 'Dragons' Heart Strings Ends In Tragedy - Poem by KrIsTi WiLsOn
He leans in with stars for eyes, well lit.
Like embers dying cold with wit.
Magic you've been, Alas magic it fades
You'll fuel my anger, you'll build my rage, but love with fire ends all days
Indistinguishable between the two
But still I pursue
My! What breath you have. Magnified your essence, with a touch of my hand
I see the man in you, you'll never be.
Yet I persist, what an outrage
Your time less worthy, thoughts less aching
Hightail your fake afflictions
My fire will burn all your affections
Leaving you eyeless
Was it worth it?
To be a basic wizard
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