A/N: This is better if you read it nice and slow, instead of just skimming. Don't chew me out for a weird rhyme pattern, I actually like it. Kay?
Sitting here, entombed inside
The mazes of my ravaged mind
Knowing but the ashes of my life.
One for all and all for one
It fit us well, lovers of fun
Now I can see naught but the pain and strife.
Fidelity: trust
Fidelius.
Long past days of the Marauders lost…
Who knows now how Moony fares?
As for Padfoot, no one cares
Wormtail and Prongs among war's deadly cost…
We roamed together, wild and free
Werewolf and Animagi three
What I wouldn't give to live the old days one more time.
But now there's nothing left to give
And there's no one else who lives
Who knows the fault is Wormtail's and not mine.
Fidelity: trust
Fidelius.
Long past days of the Marauders lost…
Who knows now how Moony fares?
As for Padfoot, no one cares
Wormtail and Prongs among war's deadly cost…
A door hinge creaks; a shaft of light
Hits me, like a knife of spite
Mocking the days when such things were commonplace
A hand drops in - they call this food?
Ugly and coarse and bland and crude
And now the door slams shut in my despondent face
Fidelity: trust
Fidelius.
Long past days of the Marauders lost…
Who knows now how Moony fares?
As for Padfoot, no one cares
Wormtail and Prongs among war's deadly cost…
Fidelity: trust
Fidelius.
Long past days of the Marauders lost…
Who knows now how Moony fares?
As for Padfoot, no one cares
Wormtail and Prongs among war's deadly cost…
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