alice fell down the rabbit hole,
she landed on the stone,
her pretty little head with her butterscotch hair and her blueberry eyes
split in two, she didn't even die,
it cracked from ear to ear,
it cracked so loud all of wonderland did hear,
and all of wonderland mourned,
but she had been warned,
not to stray too far from home,
she protested, said 'i am grown.'
look where that got her.
DU LIEST GERADE
broodings
Poesiein which a teenage girl writes about girls, goddesses and other shit. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 2016
