My world is spinning in circles, words moving around my brain.
Red castles stand in front of me, driving me insane.
I climb over walls, through windows, looking for kings who are fit to reign,
When a sleeping boy with a bleeding heart whispers out my name.
A kiss to wake the dead boy up, and play the red queen's game.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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