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burning bright eyes covered by lids of hot scales,
shining hot feet with sharp clawed nails,
pulsing lava blood through the veins underneath,
lifting his head and smiling from his many teeth,
horns out of his skull so thick and bent back,
with a tail to the sky strong to use as an attack,
walking on claws to not burn the ground,
as always the crackles of the fiery sound,
his body built for fighting but his love made to be kind,
looking past all the heat is someone to keep in mind,
to make you feel good when times are so bad,
bringing the happiness when you are so sad,
it doesn't burn when the love is so much,
for the fire inside you makes you hard to touch,
you just have to find that spark to ignite,
because you have it to make everything alright.