Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Me...
I come first.
It took a long time,
For me to thirst for life like that.
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Seven days hath this week.
With a weekend that comes leaping in...
To leave us on Monday,
Squeezing every second left...
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What a wonderful time it is...
Wth you at this hour.
To be mooned.
And gaze upon the stars.
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You must enjoy the burden of that load.
And any hints given to rid yourself from it...
Creates with you,
A defensiveness viewed.
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Shun me more than once you've done.
And criticized me in front of everyone.
You are the only one now left stunned.
By all of the evilness...
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Watch my back?
Trust 'you'...
To watch 'my' back?
You've always been there...
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What they have done...
Is given them ammunition,
To destroy themselves.
And others of like mind...
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I wont be renewing my love at all.
To me it's over-rated.
I hate to even make it.
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How can anyone look at a tree...
And not notice the leaves on it?

It's done!
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