Spring came,
I feel so lame,
So I took a run,
To the forestland,
With no boots and gun.
In an instant,
I fell—
Down in the rabbit hole.
So dark and frigid,
Like a lump of wet coal.
I saw the light
When I came out.
It was out of sight—
Up to the rabbit hole
With no traces of goals.
Another world that I need,
To seize the raft and ride the reed,
Like a witch hovering in the night sky,
Burned after she was accused of a myriad of crimes
And turned into ashes and thrown away like a dime.
It was horrible—
Misty and the Dark Rabbit Hole.
I should've used my gun,
No bullets and no triggers,
But only wisdom rules forever.
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Reinvention: A Comprehensive Metamorphosis Of A Young Adult (Anthology II)
PoesíaHe found himself in an old lair, there, he reinvented and followed the dry trail.
