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Sleek are the dragon scales small as a leaf Grey like the coming storm Bright lights pulse my way Clicking in its own weird talk, Understanding proves impossible Talkative one stops jabbering When night consumes the day Memory is impeccable The shell as strong as rock Many times adventuring But always returning to stay Shivering when left alone Erupting fury when it’s not Talking again in that language Quivering where it lay Replacement after replacement Each smarter than the last But impatience with each in turn As their lives slip away
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 1:34 AM UTC
My Strange One
Sleek are the dragon scales small as a leaf Grey like the coming storm Bright lights pulse my way Clicking in its own weird talk, Understanding proves impossible Talkative one stops jabbering When night consumes the day Memory is impeccable The shell as strong as rock Many times adventuring But always returning to stay Shivering when left alone Erupting fury when it’s not Talking again in that language Quivering where it lay Replacement after replacement Each smarter than the last But impatience with each in turn As their lives slip away
The-Night-Owl
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The-Night-Owl
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 1:34 AM UTC
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