there is a fearsome beast within
huddled tense and waiting
in the cold dark furthest corner
of this battered broken heart
it lies alert to any signal
that might offer hope
of bursting through
it's ancient chains to
prowl freely once again
it's steely sinews quiver
as it crouches in it's haunt
those feral eyes
are burning bright
with a hellish crimson glare
there never was a time
when this infernal cur
wasn't lurking in
that icy darkness
awaiting still and silent
upon that perfect moment
for it's chance to pounce
it was the forgeman
who did commit
the awful creature
to it's eternal lair
as only he could see
the need for such a
ruthless guardian there
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