The dragon ??
He walks the lonely road tonight and he looked to demon dark skyes his family knows that he won't be coming home on this wet dreary night.
He took his last breath on that fateful Friday night, he chased his dream dragon even known it may take his life.
They say he was a good man that he did no wrong he just lost his way and felt like he never had a home.
But all the while he was dreaming of living simple lifes, he kept on chasing dragons till that dragon took his life.
Copyright © Laura Williamson | Year Posted 2018
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