Every Time You Come Near
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,457
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Every Time You Come Near
Every Time You Come Near
By: Goldie
A/N
Disclaimer: I do not own them Blah Blah Blah, I do however own this poem so if you steal it watch out!J
Please R/R
I have often wondered what it would be like to write a diary but have cast off the idea since my feeling are too dark to be written or express through regular words. I decided instead that I should start a diary, one free from Tom and all the pain he put me through. I actually wrote this one along time ago but thought I should include it as my first poem so whoever finds this after the war when I am dead will know how I felt to be possessed by him. I open the book Harry had bought me after he had taken the one Lucius gave me years ago and began to copy from a very old and worn peace of parchment and began to copy it into the book I had left untouched for some time now.
I see stars and light, every time you come near me
When you leave there’s only dess,ess, and I can’t see
you tell me that’s normal, the times when you return
That everyone feels like this, that they too feel burn
At night when I’m alone, when you are not there
I don’t know how to live, if I have the right to dare
When I’m with you your in control, I have no choice
But then once you leave, I regain my voice
Some times when I’m alone, I cry myself to sleep
The night’s you are there, I never want to weep
You bring with you happiness, the kind I dream about
You wipe away all my tears, take away all my doubt
Then one day it’s different, your expressions are not the same
You no longer complete me, and you excuses are quite lame
You say you’ve moved on, that you’ve found someone new
But how could you, why would you, when I still love you
And then when you gone I’m glad, in a way
That I can stand on my own, not just for today
I put the book down after re-righting the poem I had written years ago and thought it best to go to sleep as I needed to be in class in about six hours.
Please tell me what you think and leave a non thn the review page even if you hate it. Thanks a bunch
*~Goldie~*
By: Goldie
A/N
Disclaimer: I do not own them Blah Blah Blah, I do however own this poem so if you steal it watch out!J
Please R/R
I have often wondered what it would be like to write a diary but have cast off the idea since my feeling are too dark to be written or express through regular words. I decided instead that I should start a diary, one free from Tom and all the pain he put me through. I actually wrote this one along time ago but thought I should include it as my first poem so whoever finds this after the war when I am dead will know how I felt to be possessed by him. I open the book Harry had bought me after he had taken the one Lucius gave me years ago and began to copy from a very old and worn peace of parchment and began to copy it into the book I had left untouched for some time now.
I see stars and light, every time you come near me
When you leave there’s only dess,ess, and I can’t see
you tell me that’s normal, the times when you return
That everyone feels like this, that they too feel burn
At night when I’m alone, when you are not there
I don’t know how to live, if I have the right to dare
When I’m with you your in control, I have no choice
But then once you leave, I regain my voice
Some times when I’m alone, I cry myself to sleep
The night’s you are there, I never want to weep
You bring with you happiness, the kind I dream about
You wipe away all my tears, take away all my doubt
Then one day it’s different, your expressions are not the same
You no longer complete me, and you excuses are quite lame
You say you’ve moved on, that you’ve found someone new
But how could you, why would you, when I still love you
And then when you gone I’m glad, in a way
That I can stand on my own, not just for today
I put the book down after re-righting the poem I had written years ago and thought it best to go to sleep as I needed to be in class in about six hours.
Please tell me what you think and leave a non thn the review page even if you hate it. Thanks a bunch
*~Goldie~*