Down the rabbit hole
and into chaos I go,
past a world of fantasies
that exist only for show.
They call it madness,
and mad are we—
the loneliest, saddest,
maddest family.
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Little Nothings
Poetry***STUNNING COVER by @Repulsify, as commissioned through @InkCommunity 's Artlink Station!*** Things speak to us in different ways. For some, it's a small voice in our minds. For others, it's the things around us, weaving words into succession for s...
Mad Family
Down the rabbit hole
and into chaos I go,
past a world of fantasies
that exist only for show.
They call it madness,
and mad are we—
the loneliest, saddest,
maddest family.
