Alice

insanity courses through my veins
like posion, heavy and thick,
people know better than call me sane,
all of them know, I'm mentally sick.

I had a father, sister and mother
But I ended up in the asylum for no good
all they ever called me was a bother
and no one thought I understood

now my once perfect world is shattered
all due to my corruption
the fire made my mind quite tattered
but now is the time to take action

grab your malicious hobby horse,
take hold of your vorpal blade,
travel on this long, hard course
and try not to be afraid

I will come and get you.

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