#28: Nevermore, Neverland
Prompt: Tell a story in a poem, but backwards
Neverland is falling down, falling down.
Peter Pan is dying, dying
I watch him bleed as the sun turns dark
He'll love me, love me forever now.
He'll never leave me any more
Light as a feather, he fell with no sound.
A knife, a twist, he felt no pain
You can't leave Neverland. I won't let you.
I'm your Tinkerbell.
Stay, my Peter, stay with me.
Don't think of her now, you mustn't grow up
She's flown, she's flown and she won't come back
My darling, I won't let the Wendy-Bird take you away.
The Lost Boys said you want to leave.