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The dragon

Come in the darkness a desires a sickness
Not yet understood I hunt for my fix
My body has the sickness and my mind has no control
No one becomes safe until I get my fix, at least until needing my next fix
The time will come always does, I cry out in need but not for your help
It takes control of my life, it become what drive me each day
I hunt the dragon that’s not there, but it feeds me well
For I have no more care it is here.
Written by Kingdom-darkness
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