Disclaimer: I literally own nothing,
AN- A poem I feel sums up Eponine Thenardier quite well. (the most amazing character ever! Oh wow fangirl moment) This was written quite sometime ago...
Born to Live a Life of Shame
Born to live
a life of shame,
no one to know
my soul or name.
Forced into a life
of crime,
while my courage
is running out of time.
And like a ray of light,
he shone through dark,
a voice like silk
against my coarse bark.
A soft face,
pure and true,
while mine's been
hardened through and through.
But when he asked me to
find her name,
my life no longer
was the same.
I dragged my feet
to find her place,
a lying calm
upon my face.
I took him to
the place they say,
is her home,
called Rue Plumet.
They loved and
embraced each other tight,
I kept my shadow
out of sight.
That bloody night
I went to him,
dressed as man,
my heart was dim.
And when his life
was high at stake,
I saved his blood
for my heart's sake.
I waited for him
by the wall,
feeling the pain,
of the cursed ball.
He held me tight,
and for once I
was fine,
and for my life I didn't pine.
My cold skin could
just feel his hold,
the one for whom
I'd been too bold.
From my pocket
he'd drawn his letter,
the one for whom
he cared much better.
When I closed my eyes
to forever rest,
blood no longer
coming from my chest.
He fulfilled my promise
and kissed my head,
then left to join
the future dead.
Born to live
a life of shame,
he was the only one
who knew my name