Peter Wesley Bastone - That's All At The End 

A Poem By Peter Wesley Bastone
That’s All At The End
Written By Peter Wesley Bastone
Moments sparked with love
I tasted the sweet MacIntosh apple
And I can’t even imagine not waking up
But the time left is bittersweet
Cloaked in happiness and past sin
Blessed with two lives
Freaky groceryman and word arranger
Still the night took me so many places
As I had a trouble with your happiness
Like you and me, we all want to be happy
The warm answers never satisfied
Without the love in every line we fail
And in the end nothing matters
Follow your path, march your ass into good
Until the days desires are over
Save the you, put down the cell
Smell the flowers, feel the breeze
That’s all at the end
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