Neverland.
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Not my best work. Just experimenting.
Neverland.
I've dreamed of neverland, before, a place where you stay a child forever; where you're two feet tall, with sticky fingers, and dark round eyes that explore the infinite abyss. Because childhood is less complex and imore innocent; it's a time before reality wraps you against its breast, and rapes you, silencing the screams with its wings flaping across your mouth. Because its a place where you run around, safely, with no worries except if Little Susie will share her crayons with you. Where you can fly if you wish to, where you can be whatever you want. I've dreamed of neverland, before, back when I sucked my thumb and thought everything was in black & white. I lived in neverland, when I used to be a good girl. |
Submitted on 2005-10-23 14:55:18 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| this wasn't bad at all. liked the step toward imagination. what kept me interested was the way you wrote this. it felt so calm and relaxing. I lived in neverland, when I used to be a good girl. this ending is true for most people. your start of your life as a innocent child but as your grown, you start to learn and see new things and ideas and then you kinda tip over the edge of your innocence. loved it. iam adding this as a favorite. lovely. -lado | Posted on 2005-10-25 00:00:00 | by poeticblindness | [ Reply to This ] | Not too bad at all, I quite liked it. | You spaced out the stanzas well, so the reader doesn't get overwhelmed or bored, and I liked your take on the growing up and being raped by reality, that was a stunning contrast to the innocent descriptions of the rest. I think you under-rate this, I reckon you did well. be Happy Graeme | Posted on 2005-10-23 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ] | |
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