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A/N: Ok, this is odd, from Harry's point of view, inane and vaguely poetic rambling…
I could stand
In the falling light of this falling time
And live to see what you thought I could be
But that's all for the hero and the hero's parade
At the bitter end of the darkening day
So you see I have hidden under layers of thoughtlessness
For the world that does not expect thought
Merely smile and nod and do as you are expected
And no one will ask any questions
And they're not to know
The fear of death that truly does bite my thoughts
Fanged fear eats at my consciousness
I truly fear death above all things
But so does he
And he's right in the end of all things
We are much the same, him and I
That we know not that noble thought
Of having no fear
And living for others and never ourselves
We are much the same, him and I
And if they ask me
Where did I go?
I will tell them that I went
To the valley of shadow and walked under pillars of towering fear
Only to return to the hero's golden podium
To see the gold flaking and the tarnished metal underneath
Quietly rusting away at the end of the day
See we are much the same, him and I
For we know the secret
The secret that no one else suspects
That it's all a façade at the end of the falling day
Everything they told you was a lie
The only difference really
Is that he
Could live without the lie.
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