Wonderland

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I'm so sick of this,

with every wish.

Reality goes farther away. 

I wish it would stay,

but alas, it was not meant to be that way.

It slips through the door,

and I end up on the floor.

Crying out for the life I had,

I didn't think it would be this bad.

The ground scrapes my hands,

I'm trapped in a wonderland.

Nothing is as it seems.

Big or small,

or is it short and tall?

Time is running out,

I don't have a clue what this is about.

Madness is all around.

Just listen to that sound.

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