Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

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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Consumed within the process
That process we call life.
Immuned? Not from this process.
It keeps the vision near yet uncompromised.
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This life called mine
Is not under your shadow.
Not under your beck and call.
Not living under that,
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A control of finances come.
Do not worry about pinching a thing.
It has either already begun losing weight...
Or has become a value now weightless.
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You could have said goodbye.
But 'no'!
You wanted me to suffer.
You wanted to drag my heart,
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Once they have been used up,
And screwed over...
They want to make a reappearance,
At home.
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