Tue, 07/11/2017 - 14:02 -- ACME

Dressed in green, I fly,

Through the stars, the sky,

Finding those like me, lonely,

Left by people who loved them not, lovely,

So we can be lonely boys togehter, lost boys,

So we don't stay on the streets angry, cross boys,

I can take them to a place, heaven,

Where they are safe surrounded by friends, breathren,

I am the most loved of the unloved boys, lost boys,

They call Peter Pan, the boss boy

Though no one else did, I loved them all,

I will never let them drop from the stars, fall,

They can stay with me, Pan,

In my home, Neverland.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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