e46ff46cda7c156d20378f4487788af6I counted the dragons
in the sky
three came
to warn
of my impending destruction

I spoke one to oblivion
turned to ignore the second
and the third
I wait for him to dare
to breathe on me
for all he gives out
shall be returned

He lingers in the clouds
and spits sparks
it’s the first time
my enemies
have made me smile


Author: Lizzie Ginger

The girl who drowned words...

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