i had met four lost boys.
they all had a different story
that came with a different
type of pain. but the way
they got over it was all the
same. they always went
home with a random lost
girl. but no matter how
hard they tried it didn't
make the pain go away.
but what about the lost
girl, wendy? they never
bothered to look for her,
did they? not until the day
when peter pan finally had
found her and she was his.
the poor lost boys only wanted
a wendy, but only found more pain.
{G.M}
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Poetry for the Sad
PoesíaThese are just some poems that I came up with or that I found. If I wrote them I will put the initials G.M. I will also take poems from you or that you have found.
