None of the characters belong to me there good old JK rowling's, be nice and review after :)
Red. A colour mainly associated with beauty, so why is that a beautiful colour hides such an ugly truth for me.
Scars. A sign of courage, that you've fought for what you believe in, so why when i look at mine do i see pain and dissapointment.
Happines. A pure, beautiful thing taken for granted by so many, so easily achieved. So why when all want is him, he's cruelly taken away from me.
Death. A reality feared by so many, so why am sitting here waiting, begging for it to claim me
Black. The colour of his death mark, the colour my soul began when he was cruelly taken from me for loving me, ironic that the colour that slowly began consuming the moment he was killed is now all can see.