Neverland

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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