Dark Lord's command, a serpent's bite,
deadly trap with coiling might.
He leaves me there, no second glance,
mere broken tool he's spared no chance.
The jaws release, free of the snake.
but I know I'll fall and will not wake.
Oh Dumbledore, I've failed the plan.
No comfort, death takes every man.
Then green eyes there, so like her own.
They watch me now as I lay prone.
"Take it" now, the silver thread,
no secrets soon, no truths unsaid.
Fading now, just "Look at me".
But it's not his face I really see.
His mother's gaze, my final view,
my just deserts, long overdue.
The end is near, my part is done.
I only wish I knew they'd won.
I did my best, the message passed.
Now seeping life, I breathe my last.