Killing Dragons

"Take my body, my shell - It's old and it's worn and it's broken
Take my lips they are free and they're no use to me
All I wanted to say has been spoken
Take my hands they are cold, They're too fragile to hold
It's so hard to believe they were mine
Take my soul
Take it whole

I see you and myself in the backyard -- we're twelve
Killing dragons with swords made of wood
We chased them away but they came back today
And I'd fight them again if I could
But my hands are so light and too fragile to fight
It's so hard to believe they once did
Take my soul
Take it whole..."

K's Choice: Killing Dragons
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