Poetry

Neverland

I need something different
Something foreign
An other world entity
To take hold of my soul

Second star to the right?
You clipped my wings
Who snorted the pixie dust?

Hanging out here
In space
Pretending

I need the Hitchhiker’s Guide
To the answer I know isn’t real
Solace
Lies

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