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On the Wagon

On the Wagon… I’m on the wagon Out to slay the dragon His breath of fire always one step behind I’m on the wagon Out to slay the dragon With my only weapon The power stored within my mind… Cleaning up the act Facing all the facts When you were burning you know you couldn’t see Removing the blindfold The truth is seen and told Now you’re cooling down and fighting to be free You’ve got to get away Find someplace to stay Immune to temptation as it looks for you Start it once again The beginning of the end You’ve failed to see all that it has yet to do I’m on the wagon, out to slay the dragon His breath of fire always one step behind On the wagon, out to slay the dragon With my only weapon The power stored within my mind… Look straight into the mirror How do things appear? Can you make out through the haze, the bloodshot eyes Remember the times you said, that’s it? All those times you’d never quit Can you, yourself, live with all of the lies? I am on the wagon, out to slay the dragon With his breath of fire always one step behind…

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Date: 2/7/2013 11:51:00 AM
Wow! a soboring poetic piece. A great metaphor with "The Dragon."
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