Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Habitual liars,
Do it to fantasize.
So far they are removed,
From truth.
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Once upon a time,
Before corruption and crime...
Became a diseasing epidemic.
Leaving people indebted,
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There has been,
A misunderstanding between us.

'Really?
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I delight in the keeping,
Of that excited look...
Kept in your dancing,
And sparkling fresh eyes.
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Only fools will allow,
Malicious gossip to overhear.
Then spread it to whisper,
In other ears.
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Today...
Any opportunity one takes,
To escape away...
From an array of created, Conflicts is a gift.
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I have been told,
I had been spoiled.
But no one I knew to know,
Has of yet come forward...
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The cost one pays,
To delay decisions to make...
Has become a process,
Substituted...
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Hindsight discoveries,
Uncovered to find too late.
Have a way of producing,
New excuses to use made.
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Success to obtain it,
Takes much more...
Than sitting around wishing,
One day it comes delivered.
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