#chew a hole in the base of the drywall and scurry inside and hyperventilate in there until i eat my way back out
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uhm okay this is devastating and I read it in Voldemort's and Harry's voices at different lines and overall what the fuck is this poem. it sounds like an excerpt from a harrymort fic. Old English Anglo-Saxon poetry goes hard, mayhaps??? The author of this is actually a harrymort shipper who got reincarnated into the body of an old english Anglo-Saxon poet. Harrymort is canon and was predicted by a writer many many moons ago.
"I lived inside you, I could not get out of you, I was enclosed in flesh, and your sinful pleasures oppressed me, so that very often it seemed to me that it was going to be thirty thousand years till the day you died. I waited all the time, with difficulty, for our separation. Certainly the end of it is not so good now! You were puffed up with your feasting and full of wine, you raved in your power; and I was thirsty for God's body, the soul's drink. So you never considered, here in this life, never since I had to live in you in the world, that you had been conceived violently by flesh and by sinful pleasures, but that you were upheld by me - and I was the spirit sent into you by God. You never saved me from these cruel torments of hell, because of the pleasure of your desires. You will have to suffer shame at my humiliation on that great day when the only-begotten summons all the human race. You are no more popular as a companion to any living man, to your mother or your father or any of your relatives, than the black raven is, not since I went away out of you, alone, by the hand of him by whom I had been sent. Your red ornaments cannot get you out of here now, nor gold nor silver nor any of your goods, not your wife's ring nor your rich house nor any of the goods that you once possessed. But here your stripped bones will have to wait, their sinews torn off; and your soul will often have to seek you out - against my own will - and say foul things to you, just as you did them to me."
Soul and Body I
#dying#my own heart and mind have just been devastated by a natural disaster called this fucking poem#im going to eat my walls#chew a hole in the base of the drywall and scurry inside and hyperventilate in there until i eat my way back out#art is violently painful to witness at times#body AND soul#u know who this is about babes#LITERALLY THO. first line and i was like “ohmygod harrymort??? harrymort poem??? what is this from”#only to be SLAPPED IN THE FACE because it's some old ass BITCH talking about RELIGION.#also im ngl i 100% see harry as being sent by god in this that's how i originally interpreted it#but i am also a sucker for voldemort being compared to god/gods#though he feels more like he belongs in the illiad than scripture#voldemort is meant to worship someone else#and harry is closest to a god in the more literal/actual sense what with him being master of death in most interpretations of the story#but i love the ambiguity of the poem leaving room for it to be from both harry and voldemort's perspectives#im so obsessed#genuinely took psychic damage reading the whole thing and i loved every moment of it#harrymort#harry potter#voldemort#haha didn't forget the ship/character tags this time#(still processing)
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