Peter

This island isn’t fun now
Your promises have washed up
on the shores that aren’t hope for me anymore,
even the lost boys are lost
The mermaids are the most beautiful things I’ve seen
but it’s only skin deep, they don’t swim so deep really.
I’ve made my home in the big oak tree,
the one with the fruit and the fairies,
but I’ve been here alone for a week,
and I saw you fly to the boat out in the sea,
you disappeared and came back with Wendy
Peter, when did you forget about me?
Maybe I should have listened to hook

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    1. Thank you !!! You have shown me so much love :)

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    1. Thank you so much for your support!

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  1. ’cause I ♥ it.’cause you write your feelings very well.”Peter, when did you forget about me?” speaks a volume to me.

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    1. It’s the only way I know how to express them. I’m glad it says something to you!! :) thank you again!

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      1. “This island isn’t fun now” is a great start which expresses a lot more between the lines.Me too glad to read your works.

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      2. I’m not sure how I thought of that but it happened :) no problem glad you enjoy!!

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