Once upon a midnight dreary, a kiss in the rain, give into the night, for the world is cruel. The illusion of death follows our dreams with essence of an elixir, a wishing tonic from wonderland. A dream walker impaled by insanity, and is now a shadow in the night.
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PoetryAll made by me Please no stealing Just a bunch of crippling depression