Author's Note: A poem I wrote about Edward Scissorhands. It is told from the view point of Kim. I DONT NOT OWN EDWARD SCISSORHANDS OR ANYTHING ELSE DIRECTED BY TIM BURTON!
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Hidden in the dark shadows,
of the haunted mansion on the hill.
Lives the archer of cupid's only arrow,
that has ever fractured my will.
He changed my pastel colored town,
Seeping shadows into the light.
From the second he came down,
until that last faithful night.
Four gunshots were heard,
and my neighbors were falsely grim.
I was forever changed into a bird,
because I truly loved him.