I like this one. It's mine. It reminds me of Harry.
There's a boy. He's a nice boy. He laughs, he giggles, and jokes around. he's very friendly, he seems shy but he's not, really. He knows a lot of people, he always plays around. He acts himself, he loves life and everyone seems to notice. He never seems to grow up. He's really not just a boy, He's a lost boy. He's the boy that's friends with Peter Pan.
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My fucked up poems
PoetryThese are my fucked up poems. Some people say they like them but I don't believe them. Their alright I guess. I'm going to put quotes in here too and my drawings. But I didn't make them up, their from the books I read. This is my first time doing th...
