You ask too much of me Albus
I have given my life to your cause
Yet still you trust me not
You ask me to kill you
My only confidante
And yet you fail to confide in me
Perhaps I have changed my mind Albus
Tell me why you ask so much
And now I know too much Albus
Your master plan at last
You ask even more than I had fathomed
You demand my last shred of light
What is the cause I fight for now
When he is the cost of victory
And I hate you now for asking Albus
You still ask far too much
And I hate myself even more Albus
For submitting to your will
Damned always to be your Judas
Agreeing to be your messenger
To lead the child to his slaughter
For he is a child still
HER child... Albus...
What would she think of us
You ask too much of me Albus
You ask too much of him
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A/N
Um... yes. So this poetry bunny came to me at 2am this morning. Most of it was written at 2am this morning. I tried to make it more coherent this afternoon...
Please read and review xox