Haunting Forevermore

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How should I know? I am not the one to try for treason! Hide behind lies and distorted histories. Create your own symbolic dieties. And still gluttony and your greed, Will not set you free. I am not the one to try for treason! Live high and mighty on the hog of resources, You have come to hoard. But those objects and things you have come to adore, Will become worthless when they rust. Dripping like a fine slime to ooze on your front door. I am not the one to try for treason! And your own thoughts can no longer be trusted. With those endless hours and days, You believed would never betray... To repay, Those of you who have 'preyed'. With a knock you can choose to ignore. If you wish. Haunting. Haunting. Haunting forevermore. Inside your mind and this can not be dismissed. Never again with an assistance like before. Haunting. Haunting. Haunting, Forevermore! I am not the one to try for treason! 'Grandpa? Snap out of it! Are there anymore 'Gummy Bears' left? Or not? That's all I asked! '

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