Falling down the rabbit hole,
As if my name was Alice,
Tumbling through the abyss,
I fear the end won’t have a palace,
She was the queen of my heart,
Too bad I could not have her..
So I’m falling, or maybe rising,
Perhaps I’m just a mad hatter.
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Author:
PoeticBiscuit (
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Comments2
Excellent!
Good write PB.
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