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And the power of a flower,
Makes a person cower,
When you see it's teeth,
Slide out of their sheath.
Here comes the pyro dragonfly,
With bloodshot fire in it's eye,
With no magic in it's tail,
It will just give in and fail.
And the city in the sea,
Could rise up and conquer thee,
With gills of hate and hidden flame,
The immortal cowards hold no shame.
Shall I turn up my screams,
So nothing is at all as it seems,
So you crack and break away,
Fade and fade unto this day.
It came to me.-_- So ner.