Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

I miss the intimacy.
But I do not miss the secrecy,
You use to keep your thoughts from me.
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Nothing that has me trapped,
In memories passed is coming back!
No thrill I will upon myself...
Comes to repeat.
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My romance is not hard or odd.
Since I've got it to give.
It's here for you...
And it lives.
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When you have learned,
You cast your own shadow.
And you then lift your head towards the Sun,
To notice none.
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Have I 'ever' lied or cheated?
Under what?
Hypnosis?
An array of xrays?
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To do today.
What is right.
And the ethical thing to do.
Has become so hysterical for some.
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Smothered in historic wickedness.
In regretted depths trying to forget.
Buried so deep,
To keep it left unacknowledged.
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I feel like this about life...
If you have reached your 40's,50's and 60's
With a lack of identity and understanding,
As to who you are?
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The budding.
A rebirth of a season missed.
Spring arrives to lift spirits high.
Clear blue skies are witnessed...
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Such a pity has come to show,
On the faces of the people...
Doing their best to prove themselves,
Better than others.
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