The lizard Wizard
Paranoia guides my gaze to the wall,
Where a dragon stands, fierce and tall.
His tongue flicks with a wicked gleam,
But something’s wrong no fiery fire stream.
He snarls, yet no flames arise,
And sorrow fills my heavy eyes.
"Why, oh dragon, where’s your fire?"
I ask, my heart bound with desire.
His eyes flare up, his fury loud,
Charging at me, dark and proud.
"Can’t you see, you foolish soul?
I’m no dragon, I’ve no such goal."
I’m a wizard, a lizard, lost in disguise,
No fire within, no soaring skies.
I’m just like you, beneath the lies.
Two creatures lost in thoughts of despair,
Floating through space, where stars grow old.
We drift through galaxies unknown,
A world of dust, but our thoughts our throne.
Our thoughts our throne
Our thoughts our throne..........
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