Sometimes
I think it would be nice
To just step through the glass
And stopped being trapped
On the spectatores side.
To stop playing Alice, and visit Wonderland
and actually seek an adventure
Hidden from sight around the bend.
Where few have gone, and none returned.
Why?
Because we all stay safe, tucked up in bed, fearing a change,
Behind the Looking Glass
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Deep in the Heart
PoetryJust a few collections of poems I've written. All lot of them are based on the control that society has over us and also on fairy tales. Please review! ♥
