okay i finally got another poem :woop::techni:
i wrote this at 11 PM so if it doesen't run smoothly, cut me some slack
Holding the body of the greatest wizard,
The white tomb stood, elegant and tall.
The silence that surrounded it
Was heavy with grief from all.
Dumbledore was gone,
Leaving many without hope.
Gone because of a second chance,
Given to the man at the end of his rope
That many betrayed him,
And killed him, devestating all.
Because of the one death,
Voldemort may never fall.
ABOUT THE LAST 2 LINES: i realize that they also have HP and that VOldemort will fall (hopefully), but i kinda blanked out when it came to those 2 lines so whatever
