And this tragedy starts
with a shattered glass heart...

***Like Hell if know what this poem is about. Life...
He walks, fossilized...

Heart of the dummy,
believer...

Your passion,
this living without a fashion...

***I have felt the pain of dying, thrice, but only...
Painted on the walls...

In the summer shades of Eden,
waning like a crescent moon...

***Question your heart, indeed ... yet never the...
Written for contest by GothicVampyress...

Where the kings once faltered
and hail...

Dilated,
your eyes can see the paint peeling off the walls...

***Come out, come out where ever you are, so lost...
Inspired by the ever brilliant Nightwish...

His blindness,
his deafness...

I pondered,
o'er dearest Abigail...