The Days of Scissorhands
This poem is written like lyrics so it doesn't freaking rhyme! ;) It also has a deep meaning. I don't know how you readers are going to respond to this if you even understand it at all… so review and let me know if I should write more of this style or completely scratch it!
The years go by
and she's beginning to forget
the paradise
which came from youth
in the summer nights of Scissorhands.
She is far from the days
of Scissorhands
but she remains with him anyway
and feels his hands
against her heart.
Though she still feels she is a stranger
when she thinks of him,
he would never hate her
from where she is
right now.
And though she would never truly leave
her love, Scissorhands,
she will believe
the days that were
are gone away.
But their still high
on the summer nights of Scissorhands
and the sunny sky
they'll never see again.
And the sunny sky they'll never see again.