Sun, 06/30/2013 - 17:31 -- Felidae

You built yourself a tower, to hide yourself away

And you built yourself a dragon out of paper-mâché

All the knights run away in the opposite direction

While you wither away beneath your mind’s protection

You wish that a prince would come and save the day

But for now you’ll pretend that your heart is okay


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