Not a Wendy
Afraid of the dark, I see you in my life. Will you be my peter pan to this tinkerbell,
the real love not a wendy. I have one wish that I wished for myself and that was to
be lifesize for you, then you remember your wendy, but this time I don't fly away as
she did in the movies. I will become human for you if you wish for my love is too
strong. My wings are tattered as am I. Even if I wanted to fly, I could not, and the
only way I'll attempt is if you let me fall with you. As I handed you my kiss I give
you my heart, my soul, I ask nothing in return, but of your exact feelings.
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