serenity

there is a dragon in my chest

large and red.

I tasted an ocean,

with a desert tongue.

it turned out to be chisel

with my hammer,

that drowned his cave.

I like pie. Writing poetry for me is all done without editing or pre-thought. Enjoy the dribbles of my mind. :D

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