Chapter 1 - Hall of Shattered Dreams

Nothing is quite as it seems

In the Hall of Shattered Dreams

Where devils cry and angels weep

And little children yearn for sleep

In hopes to have another dream

Of sweets and cakes with buttercream

Rubber balls don't bounce; tops don't spin

The box has Jack firmly locked in

I heard him yelling yesterday



The wizard's magic isn't real

And dolls never learn how to feel

Or how to be real little girls

With pink bows in their golden curls

Cat doesn't fiddle anymore

And Dog can't laugh-his throats too sore

Cow stopped jumping over the moon,

And Dish stopped running with the Spoon,

“I'll be broken.” I heard him say



Nothing is quite as it seems

In the Hall of Shattered Dreams

Devils still cry; angels still weep

The children still don't get to sleep

No hope to have another dream

Of sweets or cakes with buttercream

Hide-and-seekers no longer hide

The box still has Jack locked inside

His yelling stopped the other day

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