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Donna Morgan 3:53in the evenin' Jan 11
Blyssful Saturn's Day my Legionnaires!
I am really feeling the dragon withing today with a mix of power, magick, and low tolerance to anybody in my path of where I'm going....beware the dragons breath of fire and ash....one might become cinders....
Dragons are crafty, wicked and wise,
You can tell just by looking into thier eyes,
If you see a burning red flame,
It can only mean they're betroth in giving pain,
If their eyes sparkle and glimmer of the lightest of blue,
You best be careful what you do,
If your words are truthful and faithful at heart,
You have no need to worry,
they won't tear you apart,
But if your words are unlawful and hate is in your eyes,
They will only bring you to your demise.
Dragons of black and charchoal wings,
Has a breath of death, they're evil things,
At sunset they arouse and then soon take up flight,
Flying throughout the darkest of night,
Seeing their wounderous bodies soar through the skies,
Searching for a kill with their blood red eyes,
You better hope the dragon has eaten,
He'll fight to the death untill you are beaten,
When daylight breaks he'll fly home to his den,
But beware for nightfall shall come again.
Left in a pool of blood, yet not my own, but it is or was me,
In a world were humans hate us, I am yet a dragon left alone,
There are more then one but I'm am toren between the dragon and human,
For my true love is a human... Calidoria, oh Calidoria,
How can a name so beautiful give me such pain and still make my heart sing,
In the depths of my being I wish to rip off the wings, claws and fangs,
Oh to be human with Calidoria,
Yet, I can not be something I am not and so my tears are in vein,
I tried so hard to be human that I tryed to rip the dragon from me,
but without the dragon there is nothing but a shell of a being left to die in a pool of blood.
On wings of thunder
Search me out, I drum the sound
Twist and turn in the night
Dragon come, my guiding light.
Protector, guardian, friend not foe
Come to me, see my sigil glow.
Strong and true this friendship charm
I beckon thee, keep me from harm.
Around and about your magick swirls
Come to me, your wings unfurled.
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