Deathly Hallows
Wipe away my memory
like I was never there.
Rip away the walls around my heart,
until the flesh is bare.
Kill me till I
bleed to death
Cry for me in despair.
Search for me in your memories,
when I was never there.
You will cross that threshold my dear
of death, a pond so shallow
I shall be waiting for you my dear
over at the deathly Hallows
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