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With Few Exceptions To Debate

Some believe what I do is easy.
Even making comments...
Abundant with amusing quips.
As if I command each selected word.
Without a single pressured thought,
Connected to the delivery done of this!
With no apparent devotion...
Or committment attached to it!

I never wished my steps babied.
Like, maybe, some suspect!
I was raised to be responsible.
With a respect to protect.
I remember my mother saying...
'Care less what names you are called.
Do as I expect!
And that is all.'

My sisters and I were taught this,
From the time we could talk and crawl.
It was the kind of love that did not smother.
Or keep us sheltered,
Behind restricting walls.
There were expectations.
With few exceptions to debate.

Some believe what I do is easy.
Even making comments...
Abundant with amusing quips.
As if I command each selected word.
Without a single pressured thought,
Connected to the delivery done of this!
With no apparent devotion...
Or committment attached to it!

But nothing has come to this man easy.
Oh, I've felt the queasies in my stomach.
And threw up more than I admit!

I've learned it takes effort to get around,
Those who have missions to knock me down.
To cripple my abilities to get up and stand.
But no clues do I give to tease.
In regards to that strength kept inside of me.
Nor who it is that I am...
That makes me stand tall,
With an arrogance that is grand!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Aint Happenin'!

I admit I do have skills and abilities.
But not without heartbreak,
And the aches that come...
To achieving them,
Was not for me an easy undertaking.

Or did they come to lay at my feet,
Those skills and abilities!
For a quick retrieval.
Reality didn't come to me,
Quite that easy.
Sweat and tears dripping...
Hard work with motivation,
And lots of sacrifice took place.
With little encouragement coming my way.

Hey,
What can I say.
The facts speak for themselves.

To have someone stand in my face,
With the making of demands...
As if a flattering done to my ego,
Will deliver to them quickly...
From me what they command,
Becomes a disappointment for the both of us.

Nothing in my mind,
Came as a breeze to easily find!
What they see is a dignity.
And a pride in what I do.
To be taken for granted,
Are attitudes I do not pursue.

And anyone who believes,
My ego is easy to please.
Become surprised to discover...
I have a depth that is attached to an identity!
And aint nothing about any of it,
Has been given or come to me easy.

With God as my 'Guide'...
I have worked day and night for this.
Many hours, months and years...
God and I sat,
As I rid my eyes...
From the buckets cried of tears.

And to give that experience up,
To help fill someone else's cup...
Has not been my reason,
To immediately do what others expect from me.
That aint happenin'.

However...
I will say this,
To know my activities have become recognized...
To validate in these times that exist,
Means more to me...
Than the show of someone's quickly expressed,
Disrespect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How to Do what Has Been Done Even Better

The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.

And 'if' disappointment,
To the one who receives and gets comes...
Because that one accustomed to giving,
Has no time to fulfill demands on command...
As if a magic wand is in one's hands,
Those who have become spoiled...
Are quick to soil one's reputation.
Without hesitation.

And...
Just as easy as those who believe...
Deeds done by a 'doer',
Is nothing more than picking what is wished...
Out of a hat!
With a rabbit or a cat.
And perhaps a few flying doves...
As an added surprise to delight and satisfy,
Those sitting with nothing else to give,
But critique and suggestions...
On how to do what has been done,
Even better.

The achieving,
With a delivery done...
To another,
Of their expectations received.
Only increases the level,
To heighten...
Something else more demanding,
That is wished.
With a showing of a caring less,
Quick to be expressed from their lips.

'You've ALREADY done 'that'!
I've seen it.
How about you doing 'this'?
With a doing of it...
As if you mean for 'me',
To be impressed.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fixed Within It and Will Not Leave

The thought of it is easy to read.
That is the intent.
As if it had been concieved.
And for you meant,
To exist and breathe.

Had it not been composed...
None of it you would believe.
And that is why each word of this...
Has been selected,
For you to digest.
Think about it and re-read!

And while you are doing that...
Think of it as something you thought easy,
To read.
Then think of it as something nonexisting.
You can't can you.
Because this was given life to breathe.

And each time it is read...
It is in your head!
Fixed within it and will not leave!
And your thought of it at first was easy.
Why should that be?
When I took my time to insure you'd be pleased.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Seeking Of A 'Selected' Demographic To Please

There are no intentions I make,
To create lines to find rhymes...
With the suiting done to absorbing minds,
To ease with the delivery...
Of what is deemed acceptable poetry.
In a seeking of a 'selected' demographic to please.

God has blessed me with a gift,
To interpret messages with.
Some may be offended,
With expecations to be entertained.
And I do the best I can,
To maintain that in perspective.

And there are times I wish my comments,
Were accepted and not dissected...
To reveal a hidden agenda.
And for those who do that,
I might include something provocative.
But I am just a messenger!
Delivering to others what to me has been given.

There are no intentions I make,
To create lines to find rhymes...
With the suiting done to minds,
To ease with the delivery...
Of what is deemed acceptable poetry.
In a seeking of a 'selected' demographic to please.
That would be too easy!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This word...

This word is life,
this word is love,
this word is peace and this word makes you live it needs no complications.

So this is a word.
A word thats happines that word that lifts you up
its a word thats against all bad its a word that needs no piracy.

Its forgiving after you corrupted the word
this word is easy to call easy to spell easy to use easy to write even a dumbest pesom will spell it. Its useful
its artistic and intelligent

this
this
this word is powerful
make use of it
for it never turns its back on its word...

poem by Ernest Makuakua
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Initiative

If I choose not to be held accountable,
For your responsibilities.
With an announced committment.
I am not the one to accuse of neglect.
Especially if your own life,
You do not prioritize with respect.

If I am in no position,
To hold your hand and babysit.
You can make all the claims you wish,
To point out my arrogance and selfishness.

I am not here to defend against your opinions.
Nor am I addicted to expressed empathies to give.
I've been taught to get up off my knees from crawling.
And not wait for someone to convince me,
Of my abilities.
Taking initiative does not come easy.
Nor is motivation given,
To appease those lazy...
Who use excuses as they please.

NOTE:
'Thank you T'Ana (my great niece)
Who thanked her grandmother (my sister, Andrea)
Who thanked our mother, Edna...
Who instilled 'initiative' in us,
(my sisters Tammy, Lisa, and yes, Andrea and myself) '

Who says women aren't the backbone of families?
And who says a man can be a man without them,
instilling the meaning of 'initiative'.
~LSP~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cry So Easy

Draw the line
Dont want to waste my time
On an unresponsive
Kid like you
Who made the effort
You devil in disguise
You just keep on trying
To win affection with your smile
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
(in the love that youre looking for)
Say youd never leave me
But babe I cant believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
Danger signs
Opened up the eyes
Of an unsuspecting
Fool like me
What about an effort
What about tonight
Whats the use in trying
When nothings going right
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
Tears they dont come easy
And babe I cant believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
(the kind love you never felt before)
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
(in the love that youre looking for)
Say youd never leave me
But babe I cant believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
Cant you see
That youre turning me
Into a cold cold
Kid like you
Forget the effort
Now youre not mine
No more use in smiling
Its time to say goodbye
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
Tears they dont come easy
And babe I cant believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
(the kind love you never felt before)
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
(in the love that youre looking for)
Say youd never leave me
But babe I cant believe
In the love that
Youre looking for
Say youd never leave me
Tears they dont come easy
Baby please dont leave me
Baby (in the love that youre looking for)
Baby cry so easy
Expect me to believe
In the love that
Youre looking for

song performed by by Erasure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Have No Idea What You Are Up Against

You have no idea what you are up against.
And yet you have been conditioned,
To pray to 'It' without committment!

It hears and listens to all of the nonsense.
With those professions of devotion...
From an emptiness,
Faithfully dismissed.
As soon as the ritual...
Has satisfied a mind,
Limited in consciousness.

You have no idea what you are up against.
And yet you have been conditioned,
To pray to 'It' without committment!

In a belief whatever 'It' is...
Can be overwhelmed by flattery.
With wishes the 'act' delivers,
Something that can be 'shown'
How much you known 'It'!
And 'It' has chosen you...
To make 'Its' presence known!
Whether you 'own' or lease,
Your chariot from your sheltered crevice.

You have no idea what you are up against.
And yet you have been conditioned,
To pray to 'It' without committment!
And this 'It' sees.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Stand Up

Youll never lose me to temptation.
Fighting the devil and I beat the dragon too.
Im at your rescue; Im your faithful one,
If its the last thing that I ever mean to do.
Im in deeper than you could know.
The wise in me wont let it go.
You can count on me, guarantee.
I stand up, I stand up,
Believe in myself.
(if you love somebody, stand.)
I stand up, I stand up,
Give me a little respect.
(if you need somebody, stand.)
Out of the shadow, yet Im alright.
Its not as easy as I know it used to be.
I dont have time to look behind me.
I know the truth and its the truth that set me free.
One more heart to heart to live for;
One more time to stop the war,
Inside of me; in spite of me.
I stand up, I stand up,
Believe in myself
(if you love somebody, stand.)
I stand up, I stand up,
Give me a little respect.
(if you need somebody, stand.)
[chorus repeats.]

song performed by by Chicago
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Easy To Do And Even Easier To Leave

I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.

Derogatory comments made,
By those with tongues out to degrade integrities...
Is nothing new in my environment.
I was raised to witness it...
In my early impressionable development days.
And learned very quickly,
How to make steps and not expect praise.

I've seen those with the best of intentions,
Destroyed by innuendo.
Even though they were...
Champions of good deeds.
And having seen this as examples,
Of what people can do to themselves...
I've found my own contributions,
Easy to do and even easier to leave.
Regardless of what I did to annoy or please.

I 'had' been accustomed to being treated,
As if I were a fool.
That's why today it is easy for me to manuever,
Around and through...
Those obstacles set,
On my path to upset my direction.
Knowing God makes the final,
Inspection of my attempts.

'Why does that dude love to be dragged through the mud? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Not Easy

It's not easy when the sight of me makes you queasy.
Please believe me I'm not sleazy.
All in all I'm quite pleasing.
I know I annoy.
In someways still I'm just a boy.
It's not easy knowing you're a joke.
Deep inside I'm hurt and broke.
You're far too good. I'm far too bad.
The thought of this makes me sad.
It's not easy being a freak.
No one listens when I speak.
I'm far too strange and oblique.

It's not easy being ugly.
I wish I were at least plainly.
It isn't easy not being good enough,
for someone who's so fair and tough.
I wish with me you weren't so gruff.
It's not easy knowing that I'll never be,
someone you love and truly need.
It's not easy, you must agree,
to be a guy that's just like me.

poem by Michael McParland
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Heir Apparent

I came back to my old city
With fierce determination
And I couldnt find my way out of the station
Its all changed
You were there
Departing, starting
A trek I had once took
With that no-ones gonna stop me when I feel this way look
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You think its so easy, I tell you - it isnt
But you may change minds with your winning smile
I fell down in my old city
Such sad degradation
So I tried to make my way back to the station
You were still there
Gleaming and leaving
Wide-eyed and awestruck
Saying how can anybody hate me
If I love them first off ?
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You think its so easy, I tell you - it isnt
But you may change minds with your winning smile
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
But you may be ok, I dont know
Ill see you back here
In a few bruised years
Pray
Ill see you here
Ill see you here
Ill see you here
Apparent, apparent
Heir apparent
You say that you want it, Im sure that youll get it
Theyll seduce your heart and then theyll slap your arse
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir
Heir, heir, heir

song performed by by Morrissey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Cant Hurry Love

You cant hurry love
I need love, love to ease my
Mind
I need to find, find someone to
Call mine
But mama said you cant hurry
Love
No, youll just have to
Wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
I cant hurry love, no, youll
Just have to wait
Just trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes
How many heartaches must i
Stand
Before I find the love to let
Me live again
Right now the only thing that keeps
Me hanging on
When I feel my strength, yeah its
Almost gone
I remember mama said
You cant hurry love
No youll just have to wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
How long must I wait, how much more
Must I take
Before lonliness, will cause my
Heart, heart to break?
No, I cant bear to lve my
Life alone
I grow impatient for a love to
Call my own
But when I feel that i, i
Cant go on
These precious words keep me
Hangin on
I remember mama sayin you cant
Hurry love
No, youll just have to
Wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
I cant hurry love
No, youll just have to
Wait
She said trust, give it
Time
No matter how long it takes,
Gotta wait!
No love, love dont come
Easy
But I keep on waiting
Anticipating for that soft
Voice
To talk to me at night
For some tender arms to hold me
Tight
I keep waiting, I keep on
Waiting
But it aint easy (it aint
Easy)
No, you know it aint easy
When mama said
You cant hurry love
No, youll just have to
Wait
She said, trust give it time, no
Matter how long it takes
She said love dont come easy its a
Game of give and take
[repeat and fade]

song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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Serious thought

Gave serious thought and tried to be assertive,
Have some say and never be submissive,
Not to look crook but not also passive,
Easy to take respect and ready to give,

First entry with bang as bride,
Head high with boldness and pride,
Firmness in attitude and nothing to hide,
All happiness and joy to provide,

I had heard all about marriage,
Abort in bad time and miscarriage,
Ill treatment and great insult,
Nothing it to happen without my consult,

Not predetermined or set goal in mind,
Nothing to probe but exact things to find,
Not showing disrespect and manner always kind,
Live to the situation and not to take as blind,

Hubby to be given clear message with love,
My entry in home as good bride and not dove,
Single devotion to him with utmost care,
I was here for all the times and going no where,

I will serve him to the best of my ability,
Showing all regard with care and capability,
Sincere efforts with all the sanity,
Approach bold but intentions with purity,

Neither was I afraid not for its misfire,
Nor had any ideas taken on hire,
Purely conceivable effort and ready to submit,
Any lapses, if pointed out, ready to admit,

Gone were the days when were called toys,
Now we run race and compete with boys,
We may be called butterflies but not so weak,
Time may come when our work may speak,

Whenever I see or hear about the harassment,
I don’t curse or express the lament,
Never I ask for excuse and pass the comment,
I strike hard and make resolve for new advent,

No more atrocities or maltreatment,
All steps to enforce and further prevent,
I shall do it with utmost care,
Not at cost of insanity but with means fare and fun fare

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Platitudinous Pleasures

I am not attached to platitudinous remarks.
As I reflect on particular abilities!
Really I am not.
Not on this journey I have embarked.
Do you honestly believe an ego is attached to this?
That some trite comments would give me a lift?
Do you realize how long this inside me has existed?
If you only knew...
More of a communication could have been pursued.
I have been on the pursuit of understanding...
For quite a few years.
Expressing these thoughts,
Is a gift to me God has chosen to give.
Inside of me still lives...
A craving to see others be and live as free!
I find that they are not.
No...
Especially after a glass or two of beer,
And/or wine...
With a shot of pepperment schnapps!
And perhaps...
A wee bit of blackberry brandy.
To give thoughts like these a start!
You see...
That's when a 'clarity' comes to visit me!
It seems only 'we' who know what this means...
Are connected to express,
A certain 'clearness' found to inspect.
Only to have those explain it as a creative process.
But not as a depthness coming from a heart,
That others feel free to critique...
And rip apart.
But not choosing to see or believe,
A bleeding of sorts is being done...
By those who neither find it a thrill or fun,
To have their guts poured to be ignored.
And evaluated as a tripping ego,
Wishing to be adored!
This is not that kind of discipline...
To have exposed on the surface,
Without 'something' being connected from deep within!
Who in their right minds,
Would spend their entire lives 'trying' to be defined.
If they did not already have definition?
That is not the journey...
Or the mission!
Or the condition of purpose meant.
Like the sipping of schnapps that are peppermint.
With a twist of lemon and maybe lime to add scent.
And losing an effectiveness earlier sent.
Now...
If that was known,
None of this would be necessary!
Or revealed as a gift...
Given to achieve 'something' believed.
Would it?
No need to respond.
I can handle this!
Could it be...
Just for useless platitudinous pleasures to receive?
And an overglorified ambition,
To mentally tease readers?
I think not!
Anyone who can make some kind of mind attachment...
To this rambling inebriated nonsense,
In which I am in no condition to repeat...
Is welcomed to the last of my brandy.
Sharing is one of my greatest talents.
And for that,
I seek no applause!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Cant Hurry Love

(b. holland/l. dozier/e. holland, jr.)
I need love, love
To ease my mind
I need to find, find someone to call mine
But mama said
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
You got to trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes
But how many heartaches
Must I stand before I find a love
To let me live again
Right now the only thing
That keeps me hangin on
When I feel my strength, yeah
Its almost gone
I remember mama said:
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
How long must I wait
How much more can I take
Before loneliness will cause my heart
Heart to break?
No I cant bear to live my life alone
I grow impatient for a love to call my own
But when I feel that i, I cant go on
These precious words keeps me hangin on
I remember mama said:
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes
No, love, love, dont come easy
But I keep on waiting
Anticipating for that soft voice
To talk to me at night
For some tender arms
To hold me tight
I keep waiting
I keep on waiting
But it aint easy
It aint easy
But mama said:
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said to trust, give it time
No matter how long it takes
You cant hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said love dont come easy
Its a game of give and take

song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Send Me Down To Tucson

No one wants to go down to Tucson in the summer
So this time the boss chose me
I've been sort of restless yes he thought it might help if
I got away from my wife and family
There's been no other woman since the mother of my children
And in each and every way she's a lady
Now there's one that I'll remember a sultry night we spent together
And she satisfied the love inside of me

Go on and send me down to Tucson and I'll get the job done
And call up the one whose love is free
She may be easy and I love my lady
But the lady don't satisfy the love inside of me

I know the lady's not to blame cause they raised her prime and proper
While another takes her pleasures where she can
The one in Tucson she don't hide it and when she gets excited
She makes you feel your every inch a man
But if I could have a wish that I knew would be granted
Don't you know that one wish would be
Just to lay beside my lady and she'd be the kind of lady
To satisfy the love inside of me

Go on and send me down to Tucson and I'll get the job done
And call up the one whose love is free
She may be easy and I love my lady
But the lady don't satisfy the love inside of me

Go on and send me down to Tucson and I'll get the job done
Go on and send me down to Tucson and I'll get the job done

song performed by by Mel Tillis, lyrics by Snuff Garrett & Cliff Crofford from Are You Sincere (January 1979)
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Pure Thought

Subject to your own scrutiny.
Reflect on what you say.
Connected indirectly,
Perfect in every way.
Aware of every movement.
Commit to memory.
Not easy to ignore but
Too easy to believe.
To trust in your own judgement,
And keep an open mind.
Evaluation silent,
Confusion killing time.
Meaningless information
Implanted deep within.
Hours of intense frustration,
Your needs are genuine.
A single thought, no shape, no form.
To analyse and criticise, lost and yet unborn.
Feeds on itself and wants for nothing more.
Untouchable, invisible, your whole mind to explore.
Your thoughts you cannot purify.
The need to dominate and occupy.
The urge to win and not to be ruled, you just cannot deny.
Premature senility.
Uncontrollable decay.
A loss of your ability,
All functions waste away.
Untouched by conscience feeling,
Invisible to all.
After a time revealing,
Your unable to recall.
A single thought...
Your thoughts...

song performed by by Xentrix
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New Beginnings

Subject to your own scrutiny.
Reflect on what you say.
Connected indirectly,
Perfect in every way.
Aware of every movement.
Commit to memory.
Not easy to ignore but
Too easy to believe.
To trust in your own judgement,
And keep an open mind.
Evaluation silent,
Confusion killing time.
Meaningless information
Implanted deep within.
Hours of intense frustration,
Your needs are genuine.
A single thought, no shape, no form.
To analyse and criticise, lost and yet unborn.
Feeds on itself and wants for nothing more.
Untouchable, invisible, your whole mind to explore.
Your thoughts you cannot purify.
The need to dominate and occupy.
The urge to win and not to be ruled, you just cannot deny.
Premature senility.
Uncontrollable decay.
A loss of your ability,
All functions waste away.
Untouched by conscience feeling,
Invisible to all.
After a time revealing,
Your unable to recall.
A single thought...
Your thoughts...

song performed by by Xentrix
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pure Thought

Subject to your own scrutiny.
Reflect on what you say.
Connected indirectly,
Perfect in every way.
Aware of every movement.
Commit to memory.
Not easy to ignore but
Too easy to believe.
To trust in your own judgement,
And keep an open mind.
Evaluation silent,
Confusion killing time.
Meaningless information
Implanted deep within.
Hours of intense frustration,
Your needs are genuine.
A single thought, no shape, no form.
To analyse and criticise, lost and yet unborn.
Feeds on itself and wants for nothing more.
Untouchable, invisible, your whole mind to explore.
Your thoughts you cannot purify.
The need to dominate and occupy.
The urge to win and not to be ruled, you just cannot deny.
Premature senility.
Uncontrollable decay.
A loss of your ability,
All functions waste away.
Untouched by conscience feeling,
Invisible to all.
After a time revealing,
Your unable to recall.
A single thought...
Your thoughts...

song performed by by Xentrix
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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