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Pandr Not Public Relations

Prospect to rejection in a matter of minutes 
Always in a lifetime people rarely finish a sentence
We hop from line to line, relationship to relationship, family to family, job to job
Without adding the comma’s and periods
The problem in America is we don’t take our relationships serious
Because we intertwine ourselves and others fate with run-ons
Crash, bang, boom no conjunctions to keep us from colliding lives and emotional ties
Prospect in a matter of minutes a few spelling and grammatical errors and eraser 
marks
But we fail to finish, but overall prospects diminish and rejection runs on the scene
Flowing and connecting neighborhoods as rains flows through storm drains, carrying 
pollutants in down stream
Rejection brought on by critique and lack of satisfaction sends a confident individual 
backpacking
In the Alps, not knowing, rejection spreads faster than the speed of light, sneaking 
upon lives as day to night 
We are guilty of not finishing our stories and responsible for breaking and adding 
traceable errors to others, but lets not ply, resist and reject our own fears because 
in a perfect universe
The first prospect started here in the Garden of Eden Park
Misunderstanding as a serpent coned then persuaded mankind with question marks
We disregarded our own love for our human race for a pencil trace of a fruit called a 
sentence fragment, ruining manuscripts of life set from the creator’s lips. We created 
commitment issues with our evil works leading life back to the formation of dirt
Leaving people void of respect and repentance, entangling our negative paths in an 
unfinished sentence, which should have been finished never intending folks requiring 
a renaissance 
But blank autobiographies are opened in the book of our remembrance

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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