A/N: I'm trying my hand at poetry so I chose to write about Edward Scissor Hands I kept fussing about the ending but oh well.
Up on a hill
In a abandoned castle,
Lives a man
With scissors for hands
Broken and alone
With no friend to call his own
Edward Scissor Hands
Unfinished, Misunderstood
Touched a girl's heart
Like nobody could.
