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I'm now that girl.

The pendant around my neck could not possibly be more ironic.

Given as a token of love

but holds peter pan and his fear of commitment and responsibility.

I have reached the most odd of cross roads.

Deciding if I am with you because I love you

or because I am scared no one else will ever love me like you do.

I have created quite the dilemma here, you have become my best friend.

And yet I know making you only my best friend would make me lose you altogether.

Peter Pan was never just a children’s tale, It was a tragedy.

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shukorina
Eritrean
Published
Jan 28, 2014
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This is old but i just decided to share it.

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