Maybe I wasn’t in the right place at the right time
Alice said .
As she has more bruises left
She can’t seem to count them
She can’t seem to keep track .
Maybe if i could’ve saved him
I would’ve saved myself .
But where is my hero
Thought Alice .
Why didn’t anyone ever catch her from falling
They never thought of that
Isn’t that sad said the rabbit .
As the joker says it’s awkward in this room
And it’s getting hot
I can’t sit still but only for a moment
I must chase these dreams .
No one is here chasing after me .
Dear Alice.
Puts on a brave face
Sits on the type writer
Crossing the I’s dotting the T’s of course
And maybe he will come just in time
Maybe time is over .
As the clock rewinds I think it’s broken
Alice where do we go from here
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