Disclamer: I do not own 'Lenore' or Harry Potter
Snape's Lenore
by marie fisher
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Oh, gone is the flower so kind! Her name hangs in the air
And with her gone, I have to go on, as if I did not even care
And, Dumbledore, do you care no more, show me please some mercy
She is lost to such a cost, dear and loving Lily
This is the end of and era, but the war has just begun
it is not fair that she is dead, for she died much too young
it is not right that she is dead, for she died much too young
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Prat! You loved her for her beauty; you wanted her for the game
And when she loved you truly, you never felt the same
You waltzed her into this, with your smooth and charming tongue
this is the end of that chase, but the war has just begun
it serves you right that you are dead, even if you were young
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She is now free, and may her name be a song to every ear
I gave my word to protect your son, so take with you no fear
Oh, sweet lily, I was so silly to not confess my love so true
And though we part, you still have my heart, forever and for only you
A flower so fair, with fiery hair and shining emerald eyes
life still sits upon her face, but not within her eyes
and life still sits upon her face, but not within her eyes
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Up in a shack my vision's black, but no sadness haunts my soul
I shall be seeing her tonight, and hear laugh of gold
There be the flower fair –sparkling eyes and fiery hair – up amongst the clouds
If they find me out and shout it out, let it be clear and loud
Over is the war that many years ago had begun
it still is not right, but it's a bit more bright –only the good die young
it still is not right, but it's a bit more bright –only the good die young