I cannot accept the fact that death is better than life
Cannot see why our families cause us the most harm
Cannot understand why only in secret we could be husband and wife
The fact that our last names define us
States the truth of this dark world
That after all equality is fruitless
Since a Malfoy could not love the Weasley girl
To have to dance around the darkness
And hide in the deepest of shadows
To escape any shred of a witness
That thinks the sight of us is too much to swallow
I push a lock of red from her face
We are not free here
It’s why she left this place
And now I must follow her there
I wrap my arms around her, kissing her cold lips
Just to receive a smidge of the poison
The world has reduced us to this
Beginning to lay beside her, I weaken.
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