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I sit here in my class,
sorrounded by buddies half-asleep.
I absorb the information as would glass,
but continue onto my world in the deep...

My world is filled with blackness,
but slowly dragons take form.
They explore this newfound freedom,
like kittens newly born...

My world is now full with dragons,
their colors outdo the rainbow.
Ranging in all sizes, the dragons,
now outfly the archers' arrow...

My mind is filled with information,
Math, finance, fairies, and dragon.
So i blank it all out for comformation,
that its just me with my dragons...

The world is dark with never-ending expanse,
it is only lit, by my dim fire-light.
I sorround myself with their presence,
like a vampire calling the night...

She comes to me also, drawn by the "dancing lights,"
my dragons stop their conversing and watch her.

To my friends she resembles the blackest-most dragon,
her raven-black hair catches the fire-light, seemingly coming alive.
While her pale skin is the color of that of the most purest dragon...

She has sorcer-like powers, her beauty catches all,
men and dragon alike are drawn to her call.
But she now comes to my hail,
drawn to the Master of the Scales...

She moves as a shadow-dancer,
slowly, with grace.
All the while moving toward me and my dragons,
who patiently awaits...

She steps to the circle,
my friends parting the way.
They greet her with warm welcome,
for they know, she's the way.

I quietly bid my friends,
to do what they like.
And they simply pair-up to sleep,
by the waning fire-light...

My friends circle to land,
with all their colors of the scale.
Blue, gold, bronze, tan, and black,
they come to me in my tale...

With her now by my side,
and my friends all around me.
I fall asleep and take pride,
in the fact that no one can hurt me...





-Just a lil something slightly off topic...