Broken
By Travithian Axile
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Look at what was broken
Once bright and brimming with promise
Brilliant mind poisoned
By darkness' cold kiss.
The Hogwarts' Riddle gone bad
And you look and feel horror
But underneath feel sad
For the tarnished silver.
Even darkness is born pure
But tainted by father's betrayal
Comes the hatred nothing can cure
And the obsession that breeds evil.
So weep for the fallen one
Even as he lies dead and cold
And forgive the serpent's son
When peace has claimed his soul.
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Author's Ending Note: Hiya! Thanks to Faint Hate for reviewing the last two poems. Hope you enjoyed the different take on old Voldie.
T. Axile signing out