It's war land,but baby I'm the damn dragon!🐲💥💯

She checks in the mirror; she is known for pride.

But not to find her beauty, everyone cried.

Counting flaws with gentle shame proved,            

No one wants her as she has a pretty damn name

 By the way, it's Yoganandhini Vijaykannan's game!

Collecting frames of people she played games    ,but it is all vain that no one touches her lane;       To be her red lipstick is what everyone craves,       But she is the holy brave that you wish in the grave.                                                                             Can you be real for you? That would be brave.

She held it close, though it made her bold,

A weight of dreams she couldn’t scream,

It hurt, it healed, it made her stay; it is true, no!

But never once did she walk away,ughhh!                                                                                          

 When she leaves, it feels like heaps, yup,

She wrote the whole prompt typical bold post,

Even if those crafty, jaw-dropping letters ghosts,

But her pen she loved mostly most,

 Took her as the incomparable beautiful host.                                                                                          She then realized there is no true human lost.

So, who is close to this cozy lilac rose?

I bet they suffered without this diamond dose;        Bad talk, sweet talk, oh my god, she is strange,

Better to talk to strangers than known range,

Creating moves, she proves she rules; you are the fool,

She is the swan whitest heart, grudges coloured her red;                                                                          She controlled her auric furical dragon lindworm,

The wyvern drake pay homage to the lady nandy,

What she will do in the war land, calm down everybody, she is the Dragon!                                    They trigger, she blasts them with ink and those who understand are poets' fave!