Draco's fire

The fire stood out proud,
a burning desire in the willing,
that wraps around like a  shroud ,
a jelous vibe in the killing.

claws shredding all of hopes desire,
a face that wonders in the fog,
only within; a burning fire,
savageness of a dog.

only chains that remain,
hold back only whats inside,
victory that is slain,
only solitudes arms are open wide.

at last there are daggers in the heart,
all that bleeds well again,
shall not live; only in the dark,
Draco's fire still remains.