Neverland

January 15, 2015

Ever since she was little she wanted to fly

she wanted to peter pan to save her and bring her to neverland

everyone thought of her as a child with an imagination

she was a tall girl with skinny wrists, stories to tell

and nobody knew she would one day fly to neverland

looking back on her, her imagination was very dark

like a tunnel the farther you go the darker it gets

but everybody told her she will never fly

and she sure showed them

she flew to neverland nobody expected it

she flew on a direct flight off a bridge

and now she rests with peter pan

in her little world of imagination which turned into reality

So long my dear.

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