GoldnRaccoon says..

in #poem8 years ago (edited)


Wittle Wed Wabbit whewe did you go?


It's a complicated place that hole, of holes.

But rabbits turn to dragons, in a place like this.


And what once was seems to struggle to exist.

I wish, for more wishes.
But after that
I wish for the redefinition of wrong decisions, so long as you learnt to come back.