In the prison of Azkaban,
Creatures of darkness and fear surround me,
Enclosing me inside my cell,
Driving those around me into madness.
The only thing keeping me sane,
Is my brain, heart and soul telling me I'm innocent,
I'm not meant to be here,
I know who is, the one who did the crimes I was convicted of.
The one believed dead but not,
The one who betrayed us all,
The one who caused the death of my friends,
Peter Pettigrew once our friend now our enemy.
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Harry Potter inspired poem: Sirius Black
PoezieJust a fun poem from Sirius Black's point of view about his time spent in Azkaban. Short and sweat. Please try. Obviously I don't own Harry Potter. Just a fan!
