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I'm a lonely dragon shut up in his cave, his hoard slowly tarnishing and rusting away beneath his weight. Smoke is slowly rising from my lungs and passing over my dry, crackled lips and when I cough it sounds like the rumblings of distant thunder. I am large and mighty, possessed of a thick hide and my heart long ago burned away. Flames lick their away around my bones and my blood could fuel flames tonight.
Come back to me, I'm lonely. I'll let you into my cave without so much as a roar, and when inside and comfortable, lulled by my rhythmic breathing and resting your head on my chest, I'll set you aflame with the same blazing fire that churns inside of me.
Come back to me, I'm lonely. I'll let you into my cave without so much as a roar, and when inside and comfortable, lulled by my rhythmic breathing and resting your head on my chest, I'll set you aflame with the same blazing fire that churns inside of me.