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Thestrals
Living in
My own fantasy world
Dreaming of creatures
Strong and different
Like me
There is a difference
Between people and I
Many people
Can't see them
With the naked eye
You must have seen death
That is the truth
Parents and siblings
Taken away
Just like my mother
Pretty was she
She did experiments
Until one blew
That day she died
I was merely nine
I didn't understand
Why it had to be her
She was always there
With comfort and a hug
Never a harsh word
Never a blow
I miss you mum
I know you are there
Watching my travels
Way up in the clouds
Of heaven
Please come back to me
Please help me live
Otherwise I will come
To you
I merely have two
People who would care
Daddy and Ginny
They are all that I have
One my best friend
One my father
I'm sorry mum
I have to try harder
To understand
Why it had to be you
Now I am on
The train today
Heading for school
And a new year
I see those horses
Black as night
I have seen them
Ever since that day
Ever since I've arrived
Because you are gone
Gone from my life
Those horses stare
And fold their wings
Their eyes pierce
My very soul
Searching my heart
Tearing it out
And then it is done
My heart has been helped
A weight has been lifted
My sorrow, shelved
Thank you thestrals
Good bye mum
I will miss you always
But I will remember you
Because of those horses
With their black eyes
And their shiny wings
Those thestrals.