Author's Notes : Hi ! This is a poem I made about Tom Riddle as a young boy some years ago. :) I'd say about 2-3 years.
Disclaimer : I own nothing but this poem, the idea for this poem, this fanfiction, my representation of the characters and my writing style :). Of course.
Hope you like it ! ^^
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I always like it.
Grew
Tom Riddle as a child
was the terror.
When he grew older,
he was no better.
Casting spells of death
And speaking with snakes
Till people grew mad.
Till people grew mad of him,
Grew mad at him !
Knowing not how to get out,
to finally be free from this orphanage
that was, sadly, his only home.
Until a man came .
And what a man he was !
So special, so popular.
In the other world.
He wanted to follow him.
And he did.
Arriving at school,
Eager to know everything.
He began to sink
Into what was wrong .
Too bad he was so polite,
No one could see behind his act
but the man that once came to him .