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there’s a Dragon on my shoulder a roiling mass of fire and smoke burning me to my very core strangling me until i weep and choke there’s a Dragon on my shoulder her embrace is a gentle deception as she fills my mind with pernicious night and darkness bridles my perception there’s a Dragon on my shoulder serpentine whispers ensnare me as she sings words of loathing to all that i am and becomes the blade with which i cut my skin there’s a Dragon on my shoulder her incremented tail wraps around my thighs “food is a bane,” she chastises as she waves my weight before my eyes there’s a Dragon on my shoulder and i believe her pseudo truths i am a burden to those who care and should accept her fatal noose   there’s a Dragon on my shoulder and there are thoughts in my head thoughts of starving, of cutting, of hatred and of how i deserve to be dead there’s a Dragon on my shoulder but there’s a teacher of hope in my life who says violent Dragons are grueling to tame but will carry you the furthest when they fly We all have dragons on our shoulders We all have burdens We shall bear until We become dauntless dragon riders and when the strongest rise We’ll be there
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Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 2:07 AM UTC
dragon riders
there’s a Dragon on my shoulder a roiling mass of fire and smoke burning me to my very core strangling me until i weep and choke there’s a Dragon on my shoulder her embrace is a gentle deception as she fills my mind with pernicious night and darkness bridles my perception there’s a Dragon on my shoulder serpentine whispers ensnare me as she sings words of loathing to all that i am and becomes the blade with which i cut my skin there’s a Dragon on my shoulder her incremented tail wraps around my thighs “food is a bane,” she chastises as she waves my weight before my eyes there’s a Dragon on my shoulder and i believe her pseudo truths i am a burden to those who care and should accept her fatal noose   there’s a Dragon on my shoulder and there are thoughts in my head thoughts of starving, of cutting, of hatred and of how i deserve to be dead there’s a Dragon on my shoulder but there’s a teacher of hope in my life who says violent Dragons are grueling to tame but will carry you the furthest when they fly We all have dragons on our shoulders We all have burdens We shall bear until We become dauntless dragon riders and when the strongest rise We’ll be there
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19/Non-binary/South Africa
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 2:07 AM UTC
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