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I need a trip to Wonderland an escape from the pitfalls of life there is a bottle peeking from the shelves of the fridge drink me, it says. So I do. every last drop... little cookies in a box whisper "eat me." so I do. just one or two. one more bottle, just a little sip to get me to the right size to fit in the door... I crawl up to bed curl up in a blanket of clouds. listening to the wind whistle through the trees, and the rhythmic ticking of the clock my sweet kitten blinks her big blue eyes at me asking why I am staring at the flowers painted on the wall can't she hear them singing? warm wet tears pool below my lashes sliding down my cheeks, splashing onto the sheets drip drip drip I know what is waiting for me when I wake up... but until then, oh, just for a little bit, I want to be happy.
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 5:35 AM UTC
Tattered Escape from Reality
I need a trip to Wonderland an escape from the pitfalls of life there is a bottle peeking from the shelves of the fridge drink me, it says. So I do. every last drop... little cookies in a box whisper "eat me." so I do. just one or two. one more bottle, just a little sip to get me to the right size to fit in the door... I crawl up to bed curl up in a blanket of clouds. listening to the wind whistle through the trees, and the rhythmic ticking of the clock my sweet kitten blinks her big blue eyes at me asking why I am staring at the flowers painted on the wall can't she hear them singing? warm wet tears pool below my lashes sliding down my cheeks, splashing onto the sheets drip drip drip I know what is waiting for me when I wake up... but until then, oh, just for a little bit, I want to be happy.
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Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 5:35 AM UTC
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