June 9th, 2007 § 0 comments

Credit: SDSS ( Sloan Digital Sky Survey)

A dragon’s foul breath
Tumbling straight down your back
A ghostly reminder
Of how quickly fate
Can attack.

A dragon’s foul stench
Trying hard to adapt
To a shifty proclamation
That turns your lies
Into fact.

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