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Mother I remember your Heart, they had repressed me from your love.
And if I ever hear you criticize the way I teach again, Why Shall I Apologise
"However, a single shred of his Obscurus form fled the scene, unseen to anyone but Newt.
efore wizards went underground, when we were still being hunted by muggles, I diren't know that I was a wizard from and witches sometimes tried to suppress my magic to avoid persecution. So instead of learning to harness or to control this feeling from a power, developed what was called an Obscurus.
You thought the hatred would consume me, I knew well how to keep it aside internalised this hateful motive into those who hurt me, yes I'm not a little boy whose magic rampages had grown tired and week without reflection of attention, trauma simply disassociated me splitting every bit and every hit in a tempest obscured cloud whom by each painful touch the wrathfully dominated me as a best friend of mine, and what could I have been when all walked passing by as if I was nothing much of worthy, but to be pushed and to be used, insulted, day by day, week by week, year after year, reminded of my mother and father as if I was myself a freak, a curse to serve others for their own. And now you had find my horrid power, why shall benefit you to master me?
Birth name: Aurelius Dumbledore
It was then that my silence became my strongest weapon as they all thought to have killed me, they always think to have power over me, just to see them shouting for me to come down on them as if they had a salvation, did they know how wild and intense my Obscurity frees? So, I walk back on the streets, intoxicated by the mass and crowd found balance to have killed the hand who hurt me. I know who I'm now, transparent, maybe without scholarship wonder along the roads finding my way. Work is as hard for the waiting to pay the passage, traveled to Paris finding a poster of the Wizardly Circus Arcanus were I will free Maledictus, Nigiri, that I believe.
Credence is derived from the Latin credere meaning to TO TRUST and TO BELIEVE, and from credentia, meaning belief. Barebone is an Anglo-Saxon surname, thought to be taken from the name of an English village, Barbon or Barbourne
I thought of her inside that cage, serpent like as my moving dark shade.
Introvert in the foreign lands, accustomed to her distant eyes. And there was no sound but the fall of the Freak Show for me to have it, for once, my way.
F R E E
Perhaps, I never existed, is over, my own asset then with no one living to my existence as if to give a sad respond would return, what would this master of magic throw back at me, my head as quite as partly bellow my shoulder found a home to discover a new travelled road, in a shape which I'm not. My head unturned lest, a fresh draft blowed as she wiped curling inside her jail, in the spots of the lime light's show. Yet, I still remember his blind shouts for freedom, would that be a crime for Gellert Grindelwald, I still have the pendant you gave me.
You found my Dark Heart
At the Circus, tenths and jails, caravans were dropped behind when I look into your eyes. ♡
I have a heart. My heart exists with her
Why do they want to control us all? What's so wrong?
You will repent, there is no final day of Glory without the Obscurity you gave.
Believeand you are
You had no further use for me. This betrayal, caused me to reveal a destructive force once more, I guess this introverted response to be unseen, has to your surprise Grindelwald, was that you were looking for,... how late is now that you are under the control of others, I once was, you seem to deepen in me but am I pushing you out. Grindelwald attempted to apologise and offered to train me, how credible was once, willingly let loose, transformed completely into in my Obscurus knocking down buildings of New York and overturning cars, that uncontrollable is the anger in which I was Ignored.
His push for me to find what I'm to be shaped through the years, who am I? In his pull towards him, to his own knowing it rattles me, so I went softly by the glare of hers as I acute in his hypnotic verse.