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There was once a little girl named Mary. And Mary liked playing. Fairy. One day when Queen Fairy had seen. Mary being a fairy so reem,. Mary got to know the fairy queen. Later on at the ball.
#acrostic P eter pan (2003), I'd better not forget that or my best friend would kill me. E verything is okay with the film, apart from one little thing. T inkerbell is dying oh dear oh no.
My name is Peter. Take my hand. Let's fly away. To never-land. Straight on till morning. Right past the star. Don't be afraid. Of straying afar. Soon we'll be the clouds. A pink streaked sky.
There's been a slight mistake. I'm not meant to be here, No, thank you, Mister Hatter, I'm too young to have a beer.
I never thought I'd tell you about this dream. It happens on the 15th of January 2010.
Silver starlight paints the room bright, as she shut her eyes. The baby blue curtains stir and there he was, asking if she wanted to runaway to Neverland.
*inspired by a a place my dad told me to go whenever I felt sad Neverland is your home When you're there you are never alone It's your own personal space Nothing to it equates It's a place that you...
In the luscious summer garden Filled with trees and flowers Little Neely’s Dream Cat Played away the hours.
[[[[[[[[####Chapter 2####]]]]]]]] She woke up on a Tuesday morning. She yawned arms stretched out. In the distance she could hear all the cars revving down the motor way.
I was nine at the time, When I wondered: How would love come by. And so at night I sat by my windowsill, In a dreamy mood so ever still.
With sword of silver, shield in hand, I wait patiently for your command. Held tightly in your warm embrace, Your gentle smile, your lovely face.
I want to be like Ariel, You know that pretty mermaid, I'd have an awesome tail to swim around and everything would be homemade.
I want to be like Peter Pan, And never grow to be old, I want to fly round where I please, And never be controlled.
I've always been friends with Porky, Though no-one else can see His piggy head and boyish arms He's always been there for me.
// all children grow up, except one // I reached for his hand through the open window. For a brief moment, he hesitated, staying suspended in the night air before giving in to my pleading eyes.
People say you can do ANYTHING if you beleive.