Memories came flooding in today
As I was cleaning the gleaming dust off my childhoodYou lay there giggling calling me from the Neverland
Smiling, playing, flying and dancing with TinkerbellDressed in autumn leaves and playing the song of our lost times
I sit down holding you, remembering our first meet upThat first touch, that milk spill were still fresh as always
Will you fly and bring me back to that timeI stand here frozen in dust of cosmos
Give me back my wonderful lovely self Wendy wanna flyThis time I will forge my Sword and rescue you for Captain Hook
To live is an awfully bigger adventure than dyingWith teary eyes and bleeding heart I give you away
Why I grew up to lose you like this?
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Tears of Rose: A Poetry Collection
PoetryWelcome to my musical diary A collection of some of emotions and insights from daily life Extremely clinche and dark. Be careful. Read at your own risk. (Humans only)