A Gift Fic presented to Beckintime for all of her hard work for Ravenclaw in Round 10 of the Houses Competition!
I present: Ginny Weasley. A poem
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She is beauty and she is grace, and she will punch you in the face.
That's what they say
.
The woman with hair like fire
The woman whose face is decorated with freckles
She looks like something Michelangelo would paint
She's terrifying
.
When I look in the mirror, I don't see fire
Nor do I see the beauty they claim
The ginger lady
The freckled splatter
She's a Picasso
She's weak
.
The war changed all of us, but it hasn't made my face any prettier
Despite what the papers say
.
Tragic beauty
Magic beauty
Apoplectic with fury
.
Plain
Jane
Changed
But not in the way you think or see
.
All I see are the thoughts in my head when I look in the mirror
All I see are the dead
.
Dull eyes
Pale face
.
Ginny Weasley is dead
.
And still she continues to breathe
.
And you call that beauty?
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Thank you for reading
