Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

When I found you...
I also found myself!
And when I lost you,
You left behind
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It appears the victim died,
From a self inflicted hate.
With an overwhelming need,
To feel itself to be powerful and great!
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They had no clue who they were!
And it was intentional.
They had no say in their destiny!
And it was intentional.
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A mind that knows,
The definition of conformity
And comprehends who benefits,
With full pockets unwilling to share.
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The clock...
With loud sounds
Of tick tocking
On shoulders burdened
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The fall of greatness comes
When one believes himself the best
He sees his quest uncontested...
And he second guesses the foe he shuns!
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Sinking.
Sinking in pathos.
Such sentiments...
Leave me lamenting,
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After years of sacrifice
And heartbreaking devotion.
Being a care provider...
Giving up possessions for sessions
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Of all the statements,
In exchanged remarks made...
Are the ones most retainable
And heightens eyebrows arched.
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Maybe...
I wont be back,
This way again.
But I can say it...
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