Thinking about you now just bringsĀ pain
It’s as if whenever a memory you comes across my mind,
A tiny string tugs at my heart, begging it to break
over and over.

You are fine now and I am fine now but,
There will never be a day that I’m ‘fine’ with the outcome
There are tears set aside for each time I mourn
what we could have turned out to be

You are not exed out, you are not the past, nor are you history
You are a stain which will not wash away

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For some of us,
a rabbit hole is the only exit
It’s not a wonderland for us,
because it’s been our home all along
And the bottles need no “drink me, eat me” label
because we’d swallow what we need with no question
When we find ourselves at a crossroad,
we will turn to a Cheshire grin to lead us astray
The Queen of hearts never paid mind to us,
knowing that we’d gladly take our own heads
I personally am infamous for painting all my roses red,
white flowers never quite suited me anyhow