Lately I have felt very inspired to do a piece based upon the first stanza of that poem, reading: "Because I could not stop for death/He kindly stopped for me/and in his carriage was but us/and immortality." Probably screwed that up, but you get the point. So, yeah. I'm not making any promises for an upcoming piece, I'm just saying that I've been inspired to perhaps try it.








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Harry sniffed, crying tears of joy, I love my godfather!
Hermione frowned, But hes old, manky, and smells like an old boot.
Harry beamed, But hes MY old boot!
--"That Loser", fanfic
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Fais-la rire, tiens-la au chaud, AIME-LA mieux que moi...
Like a stone on the water, the elements decide my FATE...
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