I named this poem ALICE.
Step through the looking glass,
come on Alice
have some courage
step up.
Or did you want
to live in your fake fantasies?
with your white rabbit
and your pretty blond hair
the cheshire cat
he doesn't like you, you know
can't you tell
dear pretty Alice?
he gets you into trouble
with that Queen of Hearts
I have friends in Wonderland
more than you, Alice.
The March Hare is my friend
the Mad Hatter drinks tea with me
the cheshire cat is my dear
and you are hated by all.
Yeah, you
Haven't you seen?
everyone glares at you, Alice
with their hateful eyes.
Haha,
you are making laugh
not because it's funny
but you're just so pathetic.
Tears pour down my face I'm laughing so hard
You're still lost in your illusion
remember when the Queen chased you to the door?
The one with the cute little knob.
You 'woke up',
but not really, dear Alice
you came into Wonderland
for a second time.
This time
I won't let it be a dream
outside, you won't hear
your screams of torture
horror will flash in your eyes
as my chesire cat
slices at your pretty face.
Now, my dear Mad Hatter
will cut your arms and legs
oh, but can't you move, pretty Alice?
I will cut your heart out
Keep it for my own
because you don't deserve it
Finally, my March Hare will cut up the rest of you
into tiny little cubes
they're gonna be a wonderful
substitute for my sugar cubes in my tea.
I shall have my chesire cat
my march hare
my mad hatter.
But there's no ******** Alice is there?
No beautiful distraction.
Just me.
It's MY Wonderland now.
Byebye, Alice.
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