Beast
So – you felt alone, your sores neglected
A morsel even Death rejected
Not invited to the parties
Not one of the Kens and Barbies.
„Shy and pensive, unadventurous
Easily loses attention,“
Read your file back in the school you
Left to find just why they'd fooled you.

The friend you found was least expected
Soft-spoken and resurrected
From the bonfires, caves and once known
Blood-libations on the Black Stone.
Not the Little Prince's fox who’s
Talking proverbs, and always mocks the
Fake profundities with shallow
Wisdom of the Raving Hallows.

A beast of your own
One you’d nurse alone
On your fears and groans
To guard your peace.

A beast of your own
One you’d nurse alone
On your tears and your moans
And pain.

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A beast of your own
But now the beast has grown
And it can't be owned
Or thrown away.