Misery A poem
Car's race by me
I don't care
I am higher then
all of them
childen cry for sorrow
I cry for loss
tho all of us stand together
we are truly alone
were no one belong's
and hidden you are
is it the wind
that wip's at my face
my friend's are gone
I fell alone
no one to turn to
no one will care
who care's really
what's on my mind
no one to lean on
no wher to cry
to keep a straight face
you must never waver
a task best kept
hidden or gone
never forget who
was a friend even
when a friend seem's
unrealistic
this is you're life
live it well don't
fall where you can't
get out
My life is full of
misery where
no one to lean on
no where to cry.
"Hermione wake up" Ron said trying to get me out of my dream.
"Ron Draco is here. He says he want's to talk to Hermione. If we let her talk to him ALONE he won't tell the Death Eater's were here" Harry said finally making me wake up.
" Why dose never mind I'm going to talk to him." I said not knowing I wouldn't be seeing them agian till the end of the war. I walked out the tent flap and saw Draco sanding there impaitantly waiting for me.
"Good-morning Malfoy." I said I still think he has the hottest body around.
"Hermione I missed you. let's go they can stay here." Draco snarled then apperated away with Hermione.