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Fade Isiah

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

18 poems·Since April 2013

Well, my poetry can be morbid or empowering so yeah…

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Alice

March 11, 2014
Oh how far that poor little girl fell
Following after the rabbit of white
Now she’s trapped inside her cell
 
Was she safe? In that new world none could tell
Though, when she awoke her heart was filled with fright
Oh how far that poor little girl fell
 
The child ate a cake and felt unwell
She sprouted up like a vine and grew to tremendous height
Now, she’s trapped inside her cell
 
She kept with her descent to see where the nightmares dwell
On her way, that little girl saw such a marvelous sight
Oh how far that little girl fell
 
She met a small party who told her to expel
For the queen had such anger and spite
Now she’s trapped in her cell
 
But she angered the queen who would do nothing but yell
Then they took the girl who didn’t bother to put up a fight
Oh how far that poor little girl fell
Now she’s trapped inside her cell
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