I want to disappear silently
just like little Alice did - twice:
into the unknown grounds
mixed with deep, ancient dreams
and all this twisted sanity.
And I really desire to be found -
my heart needs to feel secure and bound
because this world is a madhouse
devouring us in
with an massive daily apetit.
Loneliness is a pleasant rebellion.
My silence speaks sometimes -
causes an crazy revolution:
But would you be my Valentine?
To make this sour life
more bittersweetly fun.
Now it is your turn to fall -
times ticking: run, rabbit, run.
Will the heartsick get lost?
Or will the Cupid call?
Maybe we will find our own
little wonderland,
in turn.
oletus
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