corpse brideA Poem by nightmaskdedicated to tim burton's corpse bride :)
lonley in her silent grave sleep leaves her eyes as she awakes in her silence she must be brave buried alive it seems to be she is not alive though her heart is aching she said even if there are tears to shed and flee she is buried underneath the flower bed unhappy as could be only her silver and cold ring is save she lifts herself up as dawn breaks her heart into glass which smashes on the floor of her coffin slipping into her rotting shoes now your really living the blues her skin cold as death her heart is bust so no more breaths can she take whispering to listeners in her wake her death was a foolish mistake why did she trust him? why did she want to flee? no her longing love is dim and she mourns how she will never again be. This corpse bride is no longer young and beauty she is gaunt and lonley and old but somehow she goes on to her duty to warn young pretties as her story is retold © 2008 nightmaskAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on October 6, 2008 AuthornightmaskAbouti am me, there is not much else to say. i like sweeney todd, tim burton, anime, and bright shiny colors, lol(z) ha ha. i was recently diagnosed with abcd, no...wait...asbd....adad.....ughhh......(mean.. more..Writing
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