The QueenA Poem by FugitiveBalloonsStarted reading Alice In Wonderland and I guess I got into it.My hope dies each day as light flickers from the T.V. screen. My thoughts are shattered and the pieces are missing. I am spiraling down a rabbit hole. Yet, at the end, there will be no wonderland. No place of fun or adventure. No place for love or warmth. At the end of my rabbit hole, there will be, sitting and waiting for me… The Queen Of Misery. © 2011 FugitiveBalloonsReviews
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