Lawrence S. Pertillar


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Demons In Their Pockets
Just to 'if' it up and wish it be known,
What it is desired that would satisfy one's taste!
Would be great.
With delusions there included.
To Give Tomorrow Less Reason To Exist
So gone but with a going on,
Are those yesterdays living...
Within my mind.
To find and give time.
Solid Is This Knowledge
Phased out!
From admission and conditions,
Of doubt.
They're phased out.
You Oughta Be Spanked, Boo
Whack, whack, whack...
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack.
Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack.
Whack, whack, whack...
Your Troubles?
Your troubles?
You fed upon them to addict.
Aches and pains you carry to bear?
Your stubbornness ensured,
When The Practice Of Madness Appears
People run,
Shedding from a fun...
They once had,
Under bright clear Sun.
Natural Is A Blooming Done
Many have surpassed,
Those levels of thought...
They had in the past,
With others shared...
For No Other Reason But To Do It
When you say it is best,
Not to protest annoyance.
And it is better to accept it,
Than make attempts...
With A Kicking To The Curb
Although my journey...
Has seemed sometimes long,
With a prolonging of obstacles to face...
I have managed to slowly erase them with faith.
Offending The Validity Of Truth
When it clearly appears those in denial,
Only choose to hear and see...
What it is they wish and want to believe,
The ones who are wasting their time...

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