She fell through the heart years ago.
She tried to escape, but
the diamonds lulled her back.
She carried clubs, do help fend off
all the pretty-seeming things.
Blackened tip slipped
pricking her shin.
Falling backwards,
she tumbled through
ebony-ink darkness,
fear welling and swelling in her viens.
Slowly, her consciousness does drain,
she struggles though it soon is plain
that Alice has fucked-up again ...
She was dead long before the poison
wended its way into her heart.
Author notes
Metaphorical, very much so. Fun. Very much so.
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Comments
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I was wondering if anyone was going to do an alice in wonderland themed entry. After reading this one I had to bump someone else from the finalist list... if that isn't a compliment I don't know what is. Really good work here.
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this is a great write. I noticed how you based it on Alice. Great write.
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poison from 'ace o spades'
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