You yelled at me, you told me lies,
but I don't need to sympathize,
with your made up alibis.
Enoughs, enough I'm through with your games,
you thought you had me just the same.
But I'm in my power, my little fool,
your Drama bag has no more tools.
So now we speak on my own turf,
this is my domain
For I'm all the dragons
in Drachen Wurf.
Need I say More? ? ? ?
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 28,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem