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Please pardon the typographical errors...And yeah,I made those in the pictures.Hope you like it.
With all the rubble so and debris of of sorrow,the wind had roared against no-longer still waters.Tears embraced the deafening silence and the ground is now Crimson green.
In my hand is a lone flower,that was once sweet and jolly but is now nothing but a forlorn memory.I buried it in the pages and then stared at my bloody fingers.It craved a certain feeling-to comb his platinum hair.
I want to search his silver eyes which I found warm no matter how cold is his stare.He hurts me but I don't care.He's afraid and his choices were taken from him,marked of the feared but I...don't....care.
His soul is doomed to suffer;the very price of his life's survival.
I want to keep him close and whisper to his ear that I'm always here.Always.
Deprived of what truly belonged to him,he drowned in selfishness and loathe.He was taught to hate me,to tower over me,defeat me...kill me.
But no.He gave me that flower.Behind those icy eyes,there was longing.For a touch,an embrace.....a kiss.No matter how black,he has a heart.And it loves me.
Yet,he left.
"For your sake,thy love,"said Draco.
Bonus content!In memory of poor Hedwig...
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