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Perhaps we weren't
Fated to much more
Than disaster
Anyway
Such a lovely trainwreck...
I don't want to stay
On autopilot anymore
I wanna go home with a
Bouquet of wild flowers
Cook your favorite meal
And dance with you to
A Chet Baker song on
Our balcony by the
Light of the stars
I want to be here with my body and soul
Peter Garrett Dec 13
I don't want
To be forgiven
I wanna walk to
That graveyard by
The black forest
Kiss Myrtha and
Dance with the
Willis until
I'm dead
Based on the ballet 'Giselle'... and in my current state of mind.
Peter Garrett Dec 10
After years of
Constant self-abuse
I've finally reached
My breaking point
And I don't think
Superglue will
Do this time
Congrats Peter, you've done it...
Not entirely sure
What's more toxic
You, me or cyanide
I guess I'll have a shot of cyanide, please...
Follow the North Star
Until you can reach
The northern lights
There we'll dance
With the spirits of old
And know that we
Found a place
To call home
I never had a chance to see the northern lights... what a sight they must be.
You once told me
That we're bound to
Be star-crossed lovers
Ill-fated by the Norns
Doomed to fail from
The very start

And so we remain
Perfectly unfinished
A bittersweet loose end
Beautifully haunting the
Back of my mind to
The end of my days
Not a sad poem... just a tough one. The very last.
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