Ode to the dragonA Poem by AnataBelched from the volcano Eyes red as blood A scaly skin so soft You can cut your wrist with it Gained its power From the eruption of Santori Fascination of many Pictured at the feet of Marduk This powerful creature Carries fear along its path Yet its only desire Is to protect the treasure Never to be found by men Living beyond its usefulness It feeds on teenage virgins Not a single spear can pierce its harness A monster of stone Creating with destruction A symbol Transcended centuries Holding the treasure of lust Keeping the secret of creation
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7 Reviews Added on April 4, 2008 AuthorAnataHouthalen, BelgiumAboutSo :) first of all, i'm 25 years old. Second :p my real name is 'Siva, it's from India, though i have no relations whatsoever there. I enjoy writing, and have recently found my passion again, as i .. more..Writing
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