Autobiography of an Outlaw

Chapter 12

Can't look back I'm on the lam A little thing set the hounds on me I'm gone, never showin' my face They're gaining They've caught my scent I'm running again before I die I'll hide, never finding me now Been six months Run thrice that much Changed myself to get the hounds off me Still gone, never gonna catch me At my place Broke down my door The hounds got me now, there's no escape Can't run away this time ~a poem by Jaqueline Bloom (Student of House Slytherin)