Untitled by mewmar
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Contest: In one of the reviews please leave a title for this poem. The one that I like best will dedicate this poem to him/her.
Draco's point of view.
Plain shattered tears
Filled with pain.
Not dropped intentionally,
Just couldn't help it.
Twice spilled,
Once stopped.
One when I saw you,
There lying in a death silence,
Near Voldemort.
The next when I came to you.
Just like I had promised.
Now here we are lying together,
Maybe not in the world of the living,
But at least in Eden.