A Stranger In Wonderland

by RainbowSlider   Mar 21, 2013


I lived with Alien Alice past Demon Suite.
When the angels and devils would meet.
She had long black hair; Her ride so nice.
But I couldn't stay because of the price.
Control was what she could not let go.
Our pasts had doomed us both though.
It was like Wonderland and so strange.
Real sweet at first and then it change.
My queen of my heart I begin to know.
A stranger in Wonderland came slow.

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