When Dreams Die:
Alice,
Wheres your rabbit hole,
Did I fall down there,
Beside your soul,
A place where you,
Lose control,
And cannot find yourself.
Alice,
Who are you talking to,
Is he old?
Or is he new?
Is he a cat,
With a bemused grin?
Is he foe?
Or is he friend?
Are you late,
Or am I?
It's time now,
For dreams to die.
When hand touch twelve,
We do begin,
Push back now,
The covers of sin,
Let all morning light in,
Time for darkness,
To never begin~<3
ii light ii Community Member 
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