Hi, peeps! It's andaere with yet another fanfiction! Except it's not a story this time. It's a poem. (My stories just keep on getting shorter and shorter!) I can't write a poem to save my life, but I was reading a book of poetry and this popped into my head and wouldn't come out... Enjoy! I don't own Sweeney Todd.

He hated it

Hated it, hated it, hated it

He did not look like that

Those sunken eyes

Pale skin


Were not his

He did not look like that

He was not a monster



Into a million pieces

Like him

He did not look like that

So, did anyone get it? The way I intended it to be, Sweeney Todd didn't like his reflection in the mirror, so he broke it... But whatever you got from it is fine. Poetry's very personal. Read and review, please!