Alice.
Here sits Alice, golden hair pinafore, going where she has never gone before a compass to guide her a quill to finish her tale a crown to remind her of her worth Alice was once
Queen Of Hearts
Our hearts are such miraculous things. Fueling our bodies in an a cycle that doesn’t end until we leave this life. We derive strength from this fist sized organ that sustains us in an ever
Rules
A longer road lay ahead The lights were harsh The sky was night It was comforting in a strange manner Skin to skin There goes the sins again Music and lyrics flowing wildly As the