Wonderland - Poem by James Rektor
It's a winter wonderland, for you.
All I see is a blanket of pain.
It is not you but I who had lost thy soul
With no regard for what for what has been done, only hopeless regret.
So forgive me for what I've done and for what I'll do.
Just remain in you perfect winter wonderland while the rest of us rot out souls slowly and painfully.
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