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# What Kind Of Dragon Has Acrophobia
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_I may be a dragon, but I don't breathe fire for the thrill_ \
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_I may be a killer, but I killed my sinning shrill_ \
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_Voice in my head telling me to fight my fears_ \
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_Scales, claws gone scraping at my heart_ \
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_I'll never die, I'll never fall as long as my wings_ \
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_Can save me from my own self-doubt_ \
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_The gnawing fangs of my own perpetual arrogance_ \
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_Blowing smoke like vapor waves flowing in a dance_ \
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_To invoke my surreptitious slithering tongue_ \
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_Making marks at poignant chapters_ \
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_The footnotes of my autobiography made live_ \
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_Seeking through the lines on the hunt_ \
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_Tear my own holes in the plot_ \
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_Rip apart pages from the script_ \
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_Why am I always afraid to fall_ \
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_Why do I miss being human_ \
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_In a world where I'm anything_ \
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_But the same chained avian_ \
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_Singing songs to myself_ \
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_Writing words I'll burn up_ \
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_The silence of the past leaves echoes in my soul_ \
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_And even though the play continues onward still_ \
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_I can't stop asking myself who I am in the end_ \
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_Questioning myself and defying my insecurity_ \
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_I am a dragon at heart_ \
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_and when I soar I'll ignite_ \
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_the spirits of my greatest endeavors_ \
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_brought to life not by my own accord,_ \
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_but with the assistance of those who tend_ \
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_to the ashes I create around me_
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