what if sometimes
I don't want to be the girl in your pocket
anymore, don't wanna be the smile
in your wallet all these days long --
what if I don't want to be that girl
for you anymore, heavenly shade
that can't unfurl no more, don't know
how to be your baby
like I used to --
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THE OCEAN
Poetry'In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime. Then unexplored patches arose in it and spread, black shadows moved about in them, the roar of the beasts of prey was quite different now, and...
