I knelt before a wooden box,
What appeared to be a Chest...

Homework overflowing,
pencils nearly stubs...

My name is Humpty,
I like my oatmeal lumpy...

I look upon my house, in flames,
holding in already descending tears...

I hear the resonance of crystal rain.
Each echo the consequence of your name...

Our story's over now,
Your eyes had grew a tint...

By: Katy
As the last snowflake falls...

I cast my dreams upon a distant star.
A star so remote; a touch, but too far...

One year has passed and we have grown very apart,
And I am so happy to find the chains no longer...

Will you add me,
To your collection...

There is something innate within you,
something bloomed from above...

Have you ever felt a bond chains carry,
and how they lock at each new ring of silver...