Petes Poetry
Dematerialized Apologised
I'm sorry for all my sins.
I feel like sh?t and, I mean it.
The low down places I've been.
For love, you wouldn't dream it.
But that what I crave,
More than anything else.
God's slave.
Doesn't always mean material wealth.
So pain do me proud.
God's envy, screaming out loud.
So pain kill me slow.
As you know I love you so.
Healthy, happy and wise.
For you I'd travel every galaxy in the skies.
Pete.
I feel like sh?t and, I mean it.
The low down places I've been.
For love, you wouldn't dream it.
But that what I crave,
More than anything else.
God's slave.
Doesn't always mean material wealth.
So pain do me proud.
God's envy, screaming out loud.
So pain kill me slow.
As you know I love you so.
Healthy, happy and wise.
For you I'd travel every galaxy in the skies.
Pete.
