Vanessa King


Chasing The Dragon

A Mystical land of golden, glittering dust
For when you breathe in, you lust
This magical coil will take you and your trust
And once on her ship, you will worship the dusk

And upon her ship, the wooden decks are glowing
as your heartache is gone, and you are gladly following
All the crown of thorns once there, are burning
Land Ahoy! Her ship seems to be turning

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