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The Wonderland
Author: InfamousDaydream  PM
Well I'm not even sure myself! It's a poem I found in the depth of my computer and with a little editing I thought I'd give this dusty gem some light! Leave messages about meanings since I'd love to hear your thoughts! And any comments or reviews will be returned. Also this is my first poem so please don't yell!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy/Humor - Words: 86 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-19-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3066917
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In a wonderland she sat,holding a decaying rose,
Blood rolled off its petals, splashing on the ground;
Drip-drop, Drip-drop,
They fell upon the ground.
A raven soared above and monotonously called:
Fear is nothing but tales; aged and delirious,
Just like the cawing of an old crow,
The cawing of a crow.
Finally the bell chimed and wept tears of gold,
"This is not wonderland if there is no magic!"
But the Memory-child smiled at their horror;
"There is no magic, this is not wonderland."
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