I am…I am Peter Pan & I’m happily not quite there.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I can fly anywhere.
I grew up under a haunted house & as I grew I broke it.
Every time I learn something, conveniently I forget.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I don’t remember love.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I’ll never know the grave.
I exist inside my own world & most of you can’t find it.
I’ve collected a couple more & all of us got true grit.
We play games of love & war, but never truly get it.
We keep our hearts behind our walls protecting them from pirates.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I got my friends right here.
I am…I am Peter Pan. We’re all lost in our own sphere.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I got my eyes from stars.
I am…I am Peter Pan & I fly above my scars.

Meter by: R.E.M.

Hello my friend and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
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Thanks man. Just putting up a fight.
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You are doing well and you are welcome.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
A mazing poem shared by a talented writer.
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