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Post by aphelion on Jan 4, 2007 23:29:04 GMT -5
Brief explanation: Minerva is tired of waiting around for Albus to make a move. AU, but don't hold it against the poem it's not its fault! Blame me! Take me instead!!! NNNooooooo!!!!! Okay, I'm done, Read on...
At Your Command
You’d have my tears a sign of sorrow That I will not be here tomorrow. Tell me what you’d have me say, Before I turn and walk away.
You want the words you will not speak, The hidden secret that you keep, But why should I say what you don’t? If you say ‘don’t leave’ then I won’t.
But you won’t stop me out of fear. You’re so afraid I’ll disappear But terrified to tell the truth, You’re tangled tongue will not come loose.
My tears are not that I am sad But furious because you had Our destiny at your command And let it slip right through your hands.
[glow=red,2,300]aphelion[/glow]
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Post by EloquentPhoenix on Jan 5, 2007 12:08:35 GMT -5
Your poetry is truly excellent. But *sob* it's so heartbreakingly unfair. Albus is such a fool. Grr!
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Post by childminerva on Jan 5, 2007 12:14:17 GMT -5
"our destiny at your command" wow
That is a great poem...well done indeed! *angst!!!*
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Post by aphelion on Apr 2, 2007 20:47:45 GMT -5
Thank you thank you thank you!!
I'm so paranoid about nobody ever reading my poetry so THANK YOU!
And you even said nice things! Wow...
aphelion
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