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Hiding, crouching ever present,

hulking ugly with heated breath.

The serpent within lurks beneath,

our stone cold face of quiet calm.



We struggle to keep it confined,

inside ourselves not to show.

Our good side always in the glow,

with the beast locked inside our soul.



Sorry it is for those who unleash,

this dragon of our deepest fears.

For once let out, our rage unfurls,

and someone suffers in its wrath.