Shattered

My queen, all’s begun, all strife’s said – Always appearing:

Wearing my world’s crown on your head, between our

Mischievous wink, but now, instead … I cry, my tears start

Breaking, they’re picking on you for me… and, G, I

Dont think anyone’s ever been ashamed as I, at this

Attempt to spite, the love held in our tale’s immortal reflection:

Held beating, in perfect image; hearts breaking

Light shatters when your mirror looks back at you, such