Another Horcrux

Another Horcrux I have made
By striking out a living love
And crumpling down a leaf of soul
To stuff into my empty words.

I’m less than what I woke up as.
And yet I’ll live the longer now.
I’ll feed on inkiness inside.
The Slytherin is strong in me.

I am okay the way I am.

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