Riddle of a Riddle
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Ringing laughter in my ears
I am one to ignore my fears
Death comes easy
Dying slowly
Languid motions
Escaping all
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Disclaimer: I still, and unfortunately, might I add, do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: I hope somebody reviews this!! coughhintcough I'd like to hear what you think of the poem and what you think it is about. All flames will be used to make s'mores.