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Friday, July 21, 2006


Book
The book, the book, my precious book,
I remember how much time it took.
When I think back, my soul seemed to hover.
The book, my book, so dear to me,
The price sent me to poverty.
It talks of Magic and of Pain,
Of Dragon gods and the Insane,
Of Love, of Hatred, of Betrayal,
Of Tradgedy, and of Dismayal.
It talks of Crimson, and of Clover,
Now that I've finished, I'll read it over.



This poem is also by darkrayne, but apparently it was inspired by me. Some words were capitalized for dramatic effect.

~Dragon

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