Hidden Dragon
Vigorous roars scorching innocent ears,
Screamed of shadowed evils buried deep within,
Scales of green clawing over one another,
With jagged fragments and lost hope,
Piercing out in a grave splinter,
Cursed tongue calling out in malicious temperament,
Surging licks of fire, swallowing,
Unknown territory and unchartered feelings.
The hidden dragon overturning,
What little one can call their own,
Deranging peaceful murmurs into a,
Wallow of anger twisted into abnormality,
Guarding truth and chance of fate,
With teeth curling wicked with hate.
Simple, slick blade, mighty sword,
Crumbling the dragon into an eternal slumber,
Shone from the green glow of the boys eyes,
Freeing her distant mind.
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