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Peter Garrett
31/M/Lauterbrunnen
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Peter Garrett
3h
Peter Garrett
amanda
odd
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Peter Garrett
amanda
odd
i put you first
you put me third
or is it fifth?
i don’t know,
i just know
it’s odd
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Peter Garrett
amanda
forgery
3h
Peter Garrett
amanda
forgery
i’m not happy
but i practiced forging
its signature
until no one could tell
the difference
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3h
Peter Garrett
amanda
eat me out
3h
Peter Garrett
amanda
eat me out
i want you
to wear my legs
like a necklace
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Peter Garrett
amanda
i’m back
3h
Peter Garrett
amanda
i’m back
i haven’t written
in a few years
i needed a break
but i’m back
i’ve missed you, hp fam
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3h
Peter Garrett
Angharad
Return me
3h
Peter Garrett
Angharad
Return me
I often wish I could go back to being star dust so I don’t have to feel the weight of this life
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Peter Garrett
Angharad
Run with me
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Peter Garrett
Angharad
Run with me
Run with me through the heavy mist
Falling and feeding the deep green of the forest
Sink with me into moss so generously soft
Cushioning our feet treading woodland heartbeat
#forest
#run
#love
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7h
Peter Garrett
Lovis Magnus Westberg
My Hell
7h
Peter Garrett
Lovis Magnus Westberg
My Hell
Cold
Knee deep in icy waters
Shivering
But surrounded by fire
Screaming
No way to help
Running
But no way out
#cold
#hell
#trapped
#stuck
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Peter Garrett
guy scutellaro
Sylvia Plath
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Peter Garrett
guy scutellaro
Sylvia Plath
the slow slide
down from the stars above. love,
it leaves so fast,
grows so quickly cold.
she had looked into the shark's dead eyes
and found the friend
that waits in silent shadows
that draw the dying
inside themselves and into
the lone, solitary ring
of the cold church bells song.
Sylvia stared with dead eyes
and rode the white horse of death into the fire.
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7h
Peter Garrett
Drab
The Pike
7h
Peter Garrett
Drab
The Pike
A metal plane.
On a chain, so high.
A nasty man,
Laughing at my cries.
He pushed the lever,
Forever it seemed.
While smiling always.
As I screamed.
NOTE – 5 years old
Got chills when I wrote/then/read this. What's up with that?
circa 1960
#fear
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