to make a long story short, i wrote this before the divorce.
(there were so many i can not count, but this was a legend. m)
for a long time i found myself happy to be married to a dragon.
girl, that is what you always wanted!

you fought like a child, without any defense, only blind attack.
without connections, those people who could easily back you up.
who really stand the side with you, when the war horn blows loud.

but the years have passed.
and the simple truth has become evident.

i am not just a girl with a dragon tattoo on a half of a back.
i am the dragon. that has been so chosen by her people
to lead them to the highlands of the black fortune and success.

down is quite about the partner, who heals.
do not have a soul and just shreds of a heart to give.

but we are taught to be grateful to the less.
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sometimes i tend to think,
i had so many jacked up partners,
it comes hardly easier to me that.

he is really good to me. i mean, fit.

i am always prepared for something in advance.
locked doors, meaningless wars, stupid reasons.
but it is not coming. because this connection stays.

they say, connections are more dangerous than lies.
but, i do keep this one. i am a keeper. just so fragile.
i always see in shadows something that won`t come up.

what goes around comes around, nah.
a lot of fucked up garbage in the bed leads to the mad conscience.
and the reasons, whatever they are always have the consequences.

and i will show, how not nice the hell might be to those, who failed.
just because i am jacked up as well and i will not sleep well until
the revenge is done to the core where nothing and nothing is left.

it is not that i am hurt anymore.
but forgiveness comes harder to me these days.

i throw the hell on those, thus i can absorb in my love again.
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you got me there, m?