This is a small poem for one of the dearest Marauders, Sirius Black. I hope you enjoy and please tell me what you think.
The Sky Wasn't Black Tonight
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The sky wasn't black tonight.
It was instead covered,
With the smallest stars,
That were rarely smothered,
By the darkest clouds.
The river didn't run tonight.
The traitor ran, he did,
But I solemnly swear,
To protect the kid,
That the rat had hurt.
The earth won't dare to tremble tonight.
I tremble with horrid pain,
One that only the traitor,
Will feel once I gain,
And capture his soul.
The fire wouldn't flicker tonight.
It knows my anger is,
Stronger than its own,
And that he, his,
His fear will have grown.
The sky wasn't black tonight.
Even when reflecting my dark coat and so,
As I ramble on with my padded feet,
Dog tail and ears I know,
That I am the only Black tonight…
The only… Padfoot
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Rest in peace Sirius along side with Lily and James. Your fans still love you…
Tell me what you think of this poem in your reviews, ok?
Luna
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