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Ron Weasley




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Hibiscus by speed of dark

Rated: R15+ • 0 Reviews
Summary:

 

Darkness, be my mask;
Cover with fog this face.
Never dare to ask
Why I would have you stay.
Be my cloak that sins
While I but linger back,
Taunting the eerie grin
Of evil's blackest black.
Darkness, be my mask;
Teach me your fi'ry ways.
I will never ask
The dawn to light this day.