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Dec 2015
I found myself in wonderland.*
She built up a world
of magic because
her real life was tragic.
The walls we build around us
to keep sadness out also keeps joy out...
but, think of all the joy
you'll find when you leave
the world behind.
Flowers in her hair.
Demons in her head.
Drugs in her veins.
Madness in her mind.
Love in her soul.
Storm in her heart.
.........
Come with me and i'll show you the new wonderland.
Alice left Wonderland to go to Neverland. :)
Bunhead17
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Bunhead17  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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