Wonderland

Another little poem I thought up.

Wonderland

Isn’t what it seems.

It’s a place where people die

And others crush your dreams.

 

It’s a place of forgotten horrors

And a place where people scream.

It’s a place where insanity

Is just pulling at the seams.

 

When you fall down the rabbit hole

Prepare to land in Hell.

And the story of what goes on there

Is one you’ll never tell.

 

Because Wonderland

Isn’t what it seems.

It’s a place where people cry

And others watch you scream.

The End

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