I wrote our memories in the sand,
I wish I can still hold you by the hand.
Suddenly you flied back to Neverland,
Leaving me here to stand.
I'm still dreaming about us,
I'll wish Tinkerbell for more pixie dust.
The days gone too fast,
I wish our memories would last.
I'll wish I could fly,
And prevent my eyes to cry.
Do you have to go, why?
Suddenly we've been divided by a line.
The clocks spring were turning,
I'm sitting by the window, watching.
I wish you could fly back, waiting,
I hope to see you again, wishing.
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The Woebegone's Deepest Thoughts
PuisiAll we can do is to write what we feel, what we experience in life and what dramas we've been through in our lives. A collection of book consisting of poems and short stories dedicated to the people who can relate theirselves about it. Some are real...
