"Somewhere there was a tiny heart. No one knew where the heart came from, but it was such a tiny, tiny little heart. The tiny heart's beat began to slow down, more and more and more. And no matter how it tried, it couldn't get back to its normal beat. "Please...I don't want to die...How can I stay alive?" As the heart beat slowed down more and more to a stop, its last thoughts were:
"I will make people come to me, come within me, and let them give me my life back..."
The first ALICE was a young and pretty little soul
Face as fair and cheeks as rosy, she was loved by all
She had men and women answering to her every beck and call
Everyone except one girl who wished for her downfall
This little ALICE was ignorant as can be
When her face was carved out alive no one could hear her screams
As she lay there on the ground, unable to hear, speak or see
Those who loved her now think she was just one of their dreams
The second ALICE was a man of immense height and strength
Taller than the tallest trees, he has limbs so long and thin
A gentle giant so he was, a man with a voice so sweet a length
He walked about among the people without causing a din
This little ALICE did not live for very long
Walked into the forest, he was lost within the trees
Caught between the brambles, he try to sought help with a song
Sang until he starved to death, and forever left to freeze
The third ALICE was a boy who mourns his family's death
He wore a black suit everyday completed with a tie
Anyone who spoke of his folks would suffer all his wrath
For he never knew the life he led was really a big lie
This little ALICE found the truth eventually
That his folks have abandoned him for he brought them misfortune
Unable to face this horrible fact, his mind went awry
With a distorted grin from ear to ear, he was now the child of no one's boone
Meanwhile a woman dressed purely in white
Walked past where she found a face without a skin
Discovered clothes that were the darkest of the night
And a frame so skinny and lithe
The fourth ALICE was a traveller who has the gift of creation
Searching for the perfect piece to make her latest treat
Pity that she had a flair for making abominations
Stumbling into this place, she knew she found the greatest feat
With a faceless head housing a distorted mind
And a body adorned a lovely suit
She put them altogether and whispered an ancient spell...
Soon a creature oh so fearful rose up from the ash
She kissed him in the forehead and thus was dubbed "The Slender Man"!
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