I saw him slain.
Shock.
Only a veil will remain.
Anger.
What was to gain?
Sorrow.
Wallowing in pain.
Resentment.
Drives me insane.
Revenge.
Contorts my brain.
Death.
Has left its stain.
R.I.P. Sirius
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A/N This is my first fanfic so please leave reviews. This just needed to come out so here it is. I know it is short but I think it's meaningful. From this point on I'm just increasing word count. Loathing. Unadulterated loathing. For your face, your voice, your clothing. Let's just say, I loathe it all! Every little trait however small, makes my very flesh begin to crawl... -Wicked.