Petes Poetry

Reasons and rhyme.

As we travel through this expanse of time.
I try to find reason or rhyme.

Why we are here?
Why tobacco is so dear?

If love is a drug.
Then how much is a hug?

No one knows the expense.
No one makes any sense.

Depends on the situation.
Depends on how much manipulation.

We all have the choice of sacrifice
But in the end, we all pay an immortal price.


Pete.




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