Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Attack you do,
With passion that asserts!
That is my dessert...
That begins my flirting!
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When you call my name.
Don't think of me a beast.
I did my best
And you arrested me in doubt.
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The sadness of a hatred created that escalates,
Stamps the seal of revenge...
On minds remembering misdeeds,
Coming with torment.
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The business of sickness that sits,
Twisting some to pieces...
Increases mindsets,
To believe their ways are just.
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The quest that shelters and protects my steps,
Keeps me honest and at my best.
I may not always give what one expects.
I can acknowledge my mistakes,
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Inflicted with addictions,
That keep them whipped...
In pleasure obsessions.
On their toes to peep through,
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That letter I wrote to you last year?
The one that said I wish you'd disappear?
You are missed right here and it aches my heart...
I wish I could take back what I started
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No?
You are NOT a comedian?
But I must admit...
Much in your life you regard as serious,
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It is not what is said that makes people miserable.
It is ignoring what has been said...
And paying the consequences!
There is no dance partner,
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We are living in times...
When reality no longer rhymes
With delusional speeches,
Proclaiming things are doing just fine!
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