Mockingjay

Monday, February 6, 2012

My Dear Alice

Trapped in the past,
Amongst all the pain and the tears,
How do you cope?
When you live with your fears?

Wonderland is destroyed,
Along with your memories,
Shattered pieces of ruin,
Still show old enemies.

Your mind is in ruins,
Bitter tears run deep,
Down in your twisted soul,
Does this foul curse creep.

Deeper and deeper,
Right to the core,
Reality fades from sight,
Gone is the weight you bore.

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