Alice's Dark Mirror:

Behind the mirror lies a world, Dark and cruel, not wonderland. Come on deary, step on through. Take my hand, you'll understand. Twisted shadows left abused. Scream and shout and mimic you. Copies fall like withered leaves. As puppeteers pull on strings. Broken dolls ring the bells, Tattered souls on evening knells. Scratching and clawing at the eaves and shelves. Echoes of the haunted self. Scars are scarcely made, Wounds just bleed and bleed. Life goes on, with ragged flesh and open skin. Never dying, just in pain. Within the breeze it all repeats. Dreamless nightmares outside of sleep. ~Zyhrenẞøng~