I will become immortal...
It was hard to be a Seer.
The future did not look good.
Sticks and stones may break his bones, but that's not going to stop him.
It seemed to take an age to hit the ground...
This is my idea of what it is like to be attacked by a Dementor. This is a poem. My first poem in fact! Please R&R! It has a bit of Horror, Angst and Tragedy in.