Fighting the darkness

The boy came closer to the cage and stared at the anxious girl.

Shaking with fear, she looked at him through the bars.

"Tell me, lass, do you like to play games?"

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The girl, a captive in his land,
Yearned to understand this boy unplanned.
Her spirit, curious and bright,
Sought truth within this fabled sight.

But Neverland, a land of woe,
Drenched in magic, yet coldly so.
Peter Pan, a heart devoid of care,
Tugged at her innocence, ensnared.

He played with her like strings of fate,
Tempting her, casting a cruel bait.
He teased her dreams, her deepest desires,
But left her lost, amidst his mires.

Yet she, unyielding, held her ground,
A flower resilient, unwound.
She saw beyond his wicked charms,
And longed to mend his broken arms.

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[I'm really sorry at that terrible state of my English abilities, as for the English language is not my mother tongue. I hope you forgive me for every foolish mistake I make.]