Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Did it help, babe?
That broken heart that you gave.
Did it make you giggle up,
To know
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Blank is my mind like a canvas.
Not filled with disarray or confused with thoughts.
A melody may come into mind.
Finding an image!
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She dresses nice and speaks with falsities.
But she's never without spring water.
She wants to give impressions like she's queen of deities.
But true leaders listening in are getting bored(er) .
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Why are you making this song so sad?
It is a happy tune...
But you're making me mad.
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You may wish to give me suggestions
To encourage my belief that I can not be or do something.
But you are not going to prevent me to believe
I can not do something.
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No one does what you do like you but you.
None of us are here to be like the other.
We are here to bring our gifts and have them nourished.
Some believe they are only here to shop...
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Too deep that it sits untouched!
Just inches below the surface...
If an itch was scratched!
And under their feet.
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Baby oh baby.
You make me understand the meaning of life.
Complications you make easy.
You make me comprehend like I can...
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There is a symbol,
On everything you claim you own.
There is a symbol.
Stamp on everything in this life.
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I like that bite of Edgar's.
That one that takes flight in the night.
To rest on chimneys...
Leaving a darkened shadow
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