Thursday, November 27, 2008

Peter Move On

When I’ve tried to connect it’s always come up as lose connection
I’m left
Waving my hands up calling out S.O.S
Plane ticket to Neverland
I’m all in
Wouldn’t it be exciting?

Windows open why don’t you ever visit me?
I’ve herd the stories sensed the mischief
Please just for a day ill leave my window open and you could head my way

I sussed the stars out at night
I know were I stand, come on please take my hand

Dreaming of ever waking in a place covered in sand
Lost children Roaming freely
The verity of nutrition available
I know then I can call this place my Paradise

Peter why won’t you ever change your path
The window your sculpting is aging
The memories aren’t changing
Move on.

Come to the place I call home
My windows always open

By Chloe Rae

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