Words of Death

by Lens

A brother's words on his brother's behalf.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and its characters belong to JK Rowling.

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My better half that's gone from here,
Is forever dying young,
From death's grip that could not steer,
In to afterlife was flung.

Where he goes, I cannot follow,
At least not for awhile,
Not until with death I wallow,
Who will our halves compile.

Imagining him smiling from above,
I'm enveloped by a warm feeling,
That, despite the death he was part of,
From it, I forget to be reeling.

He goes first,
I, further in time,
Death, even at worst,
Is simply sublime.

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