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Apr 2012
a spirit wolf torn from his trees,
locked into an iron cage,
he'll bite this "master's" knees,
just to sate his rage,

a dragon ripped from his cave,
muzzled to cut his flame,
forced to fly, entertaining slave,
he'll **** them all, they're to blame.

sleek black monstress, taken from her home,
shackled and bound, brings her pain,
acidic blood doesnt help her roam,
starved and beaten, forced to train.

these three each, from worlds apart,
forced to do battle in a ring.
fight for their lives, forced to part,
with all they knew, as the crowds sing.

they meet in battle, snarls and growl,
to one another, silence breached,
xenny growl, lucian roar, leon howl,
each in unison, "we'll be unleashed..."

they act, lashing out, tearing flesh
from the crowds, from their master
break through the cage, to air so fresh
running, flying, fleeing faster

finally free... they can finally rest...
collapse on the ground, ease the ache
hurting limbs, aching feat, heaving chest
tomorrow, mourning for the lives they take.
Quiltel The NightFury
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   K Balachandran
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