Chasing The Dragon

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Pondering on an idea of which was doomed.
Nothing but the booming laughter- of the damnation of my soul.

Exalt the flame of her toxic nature- the one who propelled me this way.
When she disappears- I go searching.
Twas not my first mistake; I found my sweet dragon.

She is my bliss. 

- Savanna Hendrich

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