Hello! L'histoire est terminée, mais cela n'a pas empêché mon petit cerveau de rester en ébullition: les cours ennuyants ont le don de m'inspirer. Voici donc un petit poème en hommage à Owen, notre Chapelier Fou adoré ^-^

Owen is his name

And he got stuck in a game

A painful hide and seek

He played with his demons – He was so weak!

He met a pretty blonde girl

That he learnt to adore more than ever

And when he looked into the eyes of the beautiful creature

She would smile to him in a so cute gesture:

"Oh, how I love you, Mad Hatter!"

Owen is his name

And clearly he is not to blame

For all his cruel sins

When some think a sin he is

He searched blond hair and red lips in the crowd

Of all the children and the clowns

He reached his pure innocent Alice every year

Don't ever think this is queer

A radiant light glistens through his eyes

They can't see him, he lives his days in disguise

For them he's dead, but all are they is blind

So what if he's invisible, the best people are

Unheard from the skies

He thinks of all that is gone

Every night he cries

And prays the Lord to hear him out

But his sorrow to the world and beyond is unknown

So what if he's broken, the best people are

A hat on his head and strange words on his lips, they say he is mad

His beautiful Alice went away along with his mind

For so long he tried to push all of it out of his memory

No way! Even along with his friends and infinite cups of tea

He lived in a Wonderland that is so dark and cold

So what if he's unloved, the best people are

Sometimes his dangerous anger takes over

A strong, hurtful feeling he still cannot decipher

They all left him dive into deep insanity

So what is he's crazy, the best people are

Coucou aux fans de Melanie x) <3

Un grand merci à: sheik_aera, icestorm33, Naalyn, psychosz et F4NTASM!