Peter pan the boy who never grew old, taught me that childhood was the glory days, flying and wishing throughout Neverland, believing yes believing was the power for the land.
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The thoughts of the cast out girl
PoetryThese poems were written in tears or from pain of over thinking or rejection, anyone who can relate I hope you'll enjoy.
Peter Pan
Peter pan the boy who never grew old, taught me that childhood was the glory days, flying and wishing throughout Neverland, believing yes believing was the power for the land.
