Verity Grey
Mirror mirror on the wall
You will further hear no call
Windows dusty curtains drawn
Proud mansion stands alone

Portraits glare from their frames
House-elves bend their severed heads
Yet no sound breaks the dots
Silence reigns and silence rots

Cries and whispers are no more
Wishes cower on the floor
Curses said and words untold
Have no meaning left to hold

Ones who left, who stayed behind
Ones who never changed their mind
Ones who chose to mend their ways
Ones who shattered their fates

Ones who thought they'd never fail
Ones who passed beyond the veil...

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the guiltiest of all?

@темы: The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, 12 Grimmauld Place, творчество