Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Accept your wounds and scars?
To forgive and forget the fact,
That upon me they have been afflicted?
No love that deep will I ever have,
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You make me think about what's missing in my life,
Since I lost you.
Since I lost you.
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Things,
I could not get to touch...
Use to bother me.
And my wishes to want what I wanted,
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I will never find you trustworthy.

'Why?
Because I have the right to change my mind,
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People into basking away from adulation,
And solicited flattery...
Can also be overheard comparing themselves to others,
With an accuracy unbelieved...
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Thanks to the native Indians,
Who saved those arriving in ill health
And disease.
As they traveled and arrived from the South,
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Whether you believe or accept what I say,
I could care less.
I do not awakened with you on my mind...
In preparation for a contest.
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I've been connected!
To every aspect of my life.
I myself accepted.
Regardless of who thought that wrong,
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Folks so shallow and low...
You can see right through them.
But they don't know they are shallow and low,
Or the damage done to their illegitimate children.
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You had life so easy...
You thought you were the chips and cheese.
And you mocked,
Those who were not!
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