Disclaimer: I'm poor and ya know it... And if I did own Harry Potter and gang, Sirius would still be alive and live happily with Remus.
A/N: Yeah I know, it sucks. Don't deny it! The beginning promises more than the poem gives... sorry about everything I've ever done... Don't kill me! I'm supposed to die with Hamlet-972!
A piece of parchment laid on his desk, beside an old photo. In the photo was a man, handsome and youn man, who was sitting on grass and holding a baby in his arms. That man was Sirius Black and the baby was the famous Harry Potter. The photo-Sirius motioning to someone outside the picture to join them and soon another young man with light brown hair joined them and sat beside Sirius. As soon as he touched the ground Sirius pulled him in a passionate kiss. The other happily answered to the kiss. That was back then, when everything was fine... When Sirius was still alive... When they were happy... Remus and Sirius. Now everything was different. He was dead. And soon Remus will be too. Remus looked at the photo one last time and then he opened the window and jumped. He just jumped, without any warning he was out of the window. There was a loud sound when he hit the ground and then... just silence... a wind came trough the window and parchment fell gently to the floor. Black words almost drowned to the shadows.
Forever
Hurt
me,
hurt me now.
Break me,
break me down.
Say
it,
crash my heart.
Do it,
it's not that hard.
Kill
me,
kill me too.
Rape me,
rape me true.
Say
it,
crash my heart.
Do it,
it's not that hard.
Say
it,
say it hurry.
Mean it,
mean it really.
Say
it,
crash my heart.
Do it,
it's not that hard.
Spit
it,
spit it out.
Shout it,
shout it loud.
No one
keeps it ever,
the promise,
in word forever...
Review please.... Do it for me.... okay? Just press that damn button already!