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Dead hero's legend

Poetry By: leeleenewell99
Fantasy


What fame did to a generaly nice person.


Submitted:Dec 3, 2012    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Dead hero's legend

Glanced at the area not really looking

Set your eyes on the sight chuckling

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

Sauntered down, your sword in hand

Nothing sorted and nothing planned

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

You had speed but the dragon had more

After stabbing the tail it gave a huge roar

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

Had you met your match, your belly fat

Knocked down your innards went splat

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

Glory days far away you were too comfy

Fate hated how you earned your money

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

You no longer did it for helping others

To see the joy on the faces of mothers

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

You grew fatter and still ever more lazy

The days blurring and life looking hazy

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

Like the old stories you used to tell

When you needn't try the monsters fell

Slaying the monsters blood was spraying

Hit the targets of all the monsters throats

No need to have been watching and praying

You always were kind and didn't want to gloat

Slain not slaying the blood was spraying

Missed the target of the dragons throat

Should have been watching and praying

Now in the ground you wont get the chance to gloat

You were full of your self from too much fame

Not a hero anymore, never to be the same

You tried to play but failed to win the game





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