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Peter never understood why Wendy was meant to grow up why she had to leave the blissfulness of Neverland If there's an answer to his questions it would be that she was dreaming of castles and voyages and someone to love while he was mischieving pirates,chasing a never setting sun I often wander if I'm more like her, sincere, gentle, a duchess-to-be a young girl who dwells in stories or like the boy who wouldn't grow up, nonchalant, full of lovely wonderful thoughts, Peter Pan,the one who could fly But what did he do when she left? Is she a beautiful memory in a child's mind, why didn't he abandon immortality for love? Here's Wendy, back in Kensington Gardens a lady asking herself what if I had stayed why couldn't he abandon youth for her love? And she will forever remain in his mind as a little girl, who played family with and dreamed but Wendy will be married and will be kissed but not with him. And Peter will always be a chasing dream, a fairyland with pirates and ships, a world of villains, mermaids and the boy who didn't return her kiss. I read, imagining his crooked smile growing up or her staying forever and none of these feels completely right In the end, I am another lost boy who went to Neverland, and flew and fought with a sword, and swam with mermaids and danced around fire with the eyes of Tiger Lilly Sometimes there I return, finding him lost in her thoughts, but there again everyone's forgotten among the things we never say...
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
J.M. Barrie's tale
Peter never understood why Wendy was meant to grow up why she had to leave the blissfulness of Neverland If there's an answer to his questions it would be that she was dreaming of castles and voyages and someone to love while he was mischieving pirates,chasing a never setting sun I often wander if I'm more like her, sincere, gentle, a duchess-to-be a young girl who dwells in stories or like the boy who wouldn't grow up, nonchalant, full of lovely wonderful thoughts, Peter Pan,the one who could fly But what did he do when she left? Is she a beautiful memory in a child's mind, why didn't he abandon immortality for love? Here's Wendy, back in Kensington Gardens a lady asking herself what if I had stayed why couldn't he abandon youth for her love? And she will forever remain in his mind as a little girl, who played family with and dreamed but Wendy will be married and will be kissed but not with him. And Peter will always be a chasing dream, a fairyland with pirates and ships, a world of villains, mermaids and the boy who didn't return her kiss. I read, imagining his crooked smile growing up or her staying forever and none of these feels completely right In the end, I am another lost boy who went to Neverland, and flew and fought with a sword, and swam with mermaids and danced around fire with the eyes of Tiger Lilly Sometimes there I return, finding him lost in her thoughts, but there again everyone's forgotten among the things we never say...
katerina-niovi
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
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