Broken pieces
Haunting dreams
Bound in chains
Scarlett rains
Shattered glass
Don’t run too fast
A deep dark hole
Another role
Another world
A new reality
A rabbit and his time
Time… time…
Sounds like a rhyme
Follow me
Into a world of a new
Reality…
Falling…
Falling…
Don’t look down
There is no ground
I wrote this poem for a creative writing assignment. I was going for the Alice in Wonderland feel.
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