You can’t see me.
Watch me disappear.

I’m Alice through the looking glass;
The skinny model painted black.
I’m gone.
I’ll see you all again.

You’ll see me in the wind.
You’ll see me as I pin inside
The fear,
The rot,
The skull feeding sot.

I’m gone.
Underground and over-bound.

Too big.
Too small.
Depending on how you can fall.

For once
I see
The voices running inside of me.

And I
Can tell
You don’t know where to take my spell.

But yes,
You see,
It’s all over finally for me.

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