Lawrence S. Pertillar - I Refuse to Lament

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.

Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.

Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.

Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.

I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
Why shoiuld we be here lamenting,
When lamenting makes no sense.

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
Why shoiuld we be here lamenting,
When lamenting makes no sense.

I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
Why shoiuld we be here lamenting,
When lamenting makes no sense.

I refuse to lament.
I refuse to lament.
I refuse the consenting when to me it makes no sense.

I refuse to lament.
I refuse to lament.
I refuse the consenting when to me it makes no sense.

Lawrence S. Pertillar

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