the description: I called this piece 2 A.M. Musings, as that was about the time it was conceived. Just a short angst poem of Lily/Snape.

Snape's Perspective: 2 A.M. Musings

He watched her fly,

The pretty, redheaded dove.

She soared,

Though she wasn't pure.

She broke his heart from a distance,

But flew on not knowing,

Innocent.

He watched her grow,

Bloom.

She was overtaken by weeds,

Again and again,

Yet she always managed to throw them off.

Until one day she succumbed,

Strangled.

And the Lily he'd known would never fly again.