Eyes turn goldA Poem by Jon Roggie
Amazing,
some call it a miracle, beautiful sight to see. They are not the ones, grasping the table, holding on to the table. Knowing for a fact, can't let the dragon run free. Looks so damn pretty, but you wonder, why I grow so cold. Trust me, don't be around me, those dangerous times, Even as I grow old, dangerous time. Eyes turn gold. © 2012 Jon RoggieReviews
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1 Review Added on November 16, 2012 Last Updated on November 16, 2012 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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