.
Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite,Ͽ
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Chinking at your heartstrings,
can you hear
it
շfreezing?շ
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A blush to
your snowy skin
and so you
stop
⇷breathing⇸
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A eyelash brushes away
a century,
a blink knocks out
two more.
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Fetching back a inked paw,
hear me rapping (oh so knocking)
on
your
selladore? (cellar door.)
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Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite Ͽ
brush the stars from your hair.
Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite Ͽ
Words and blotches are unfair.
But then again,
scatter your inkheart, dragon boy.
.
This ones for you, Kal.
Eat the sky out, mate.
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