Lonely WyvernA Poem by winter;lyra
Lonely wyvern
Guidance in with my lions My mid autumn crisis haunts me Stalks me and I'll be dammed if I don't regret The sudden poodle reappears Disguised in bright Camouflaged all night This wild ain't right This is all too fine She's all too fine In the way she's kind All too right © 2018 winter;lyra |
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Added on March 31, 2018 Last Updated on March 31, 2018 Author
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