A/N: I found this little poem I had written awhile ago on my phone so I decided to post it here. I was thinking of Draco and Hermione when I wrote it, but I suppose it can be whomever you'd like it to be about. I don't normally post poetry, but I decided to give it a shot. If you like it, please favourite and/or review! :)
Home
She gave him hope on paper wings,
Held him up on tiny stings.
She built him up with sticks and stones,
Polished his heart until it shone.
She took the scars from his skin,
Made the world look new again.
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And with the sky no longer grey,
He held her hand and asked her, "stay".
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With tape and glue he fixed her bones.
At the end of the days he called her Home.