The Dragon

by emily   Aug 4, 2008


She sinks her claws into the soft underbelly
It's for the best she insists
She clutches at my heart, keeping it sequestered in her horde
It's for your safety she intones
She shreds my sanctuary
It's over she boasts
She latches onto my last hope for serenity
It's futile to hope she proclaims

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