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This hard pain inside my chest

A burning desire known as hate.

Like a dragon rising from the depths

I seal the sources fate.



The fire fed by malice and fear,

By the pain of what youve done.

Usually the end is here

But this time is come undone



You tell me in your softest voice

To relax and to stay calm.

I stand and breathe and make my choice

And my work here is done.



The dragon has control now.

It kills all that it sees,

Spits its fire through my lips,

Sets my heart at ease.



The pain realeased in suffering,

Sorrow, dying and shame.

The dragon is still stirring

And your the one to blame.



So open up your heart to me

and I'll afford the same,

You'll be just as quick to see

The dragon has a name.



The lust of our friendship

Is what created it this way

I continue to let the blood drip

The dragon has had its day.