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Weeping Dragon
a weeping dragon
crouches before me
blood tears stream down
its boney forsaken face
solemnly his wings fold
covering his shame
claws once mighty
now enclose his misery
his once beautful world
is bloodstained and ruined
the last of his kind
so alone, so terribly alone
so here he sits sadly
basking in overwhelming pain
his world has crumbled
it is the end of his domain