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josephknowhope
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*We fight day in and day out Filling voids we fail to understand Yet nothing changes We remain a record on repeat Like an echo Nourishing every last emotional strand Thoughts turn into dreams Dreams turn into dust We craft days into a delusion A delusional repetition For all the wrong reasons Not knowing what we have done We obey Why do we have no guidance Through ruins we make home We become truly alone An echo isn't as beautiful as it seems An echo is a lie -Joseph B Schneider*
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 2:20 PM UTC
Echo
***I've bled the blood of a thousand lies Tasted the feast of her demise*** *I've seen her stripping away from time Like a dying artists rhyme* ***If it wasn't for the echo of vitality She would taste an oh bitter reality*** *Oh she, oh she, blessed without judgment Criticized without budget* ***At last she stalks the shadows no more It wasn't long ago crept the woman from ground floor*** *All goes without saying ones demeanor Is a wild poem hiding a message where the grass is greener.* -Joseph B Schneider
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
Oh She, Oh She
*The sweet reminiscences of a miracle Like an echo's last breath, so spiritual* ***So close, yet so far Always keep your mind ajar Miracles won't manifest in your palace Miracles can only help the callous*** *False hearts of stone reach for greater heights When it takes flesh and bone to taste its delight All the wrong friends With all the wrong foes Transfixes the mind on the black rose Away from the light, dwelling deep in the dark Is a mind too early to expect a spark* ***So close, yet so far Always keep your mind ajar Miracles won't manifest in your palace Miracles can only help the callous*** -Joseph B Schneider
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 4:08 AM UTC
Miracle
***It's now or never Time latches hearts together*** *Every lapse of love a man dies Deep inside these men is a devil in disguise Love is our fire within* ***How we breath How we think How we live*** The heart is where the man begins ***It's now or never Time latches hearts together So will you be my love forever?*** -Joseph B Schneider
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 5:18 AM UTC
Love
*The strain of survival in its most righteous form Fighting arrogance through a repetitive storm Day in and day out I pled guilty to incompetence Bowing to the man who wears a crown of dominance Seen through his lens of ineffectual views Is the man of abhorrence yet to pay his dues The roars of demise are seen as sweet To the man who is begging for rigorous defeat The man screams and he shouts for an endless battle While I stand from afar seeing him beat from his cattle The man seeks for loyalty in all the wrong places True colors can't be veiled behind multiple faces* ***Weakened with regret of abusing all his peers He is forever lost in his home made of tears -Joseph B Schneider***
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 2:54 AM UTC
Home Made of Tears
*The day a man quits on his path to the top* Is the day he dies. -Joseph B Schneider
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 10:12 AM UTC
Quote #8
*If you blame the imperfect aspects of your life on someone else, change will not follow. -Joseph B Schneider*
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Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
Quote #7
***I've had enough, I'm done Your standards are no fun*** *You're a broken wordsmith Lost in a world of words Searching for realization While your story is unsung Your screams from mountaintops Heard only by cowards ears Your brightest light Can't catch my darkest hour* ***Good day to you sir A forever blur*** Joseph B Schneider
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 6:54 PM UTC
A Blurry Man
My heart will not be denied Soul, body, and mind I will not be confined I'll reach for the sky This, I will live by ***Even after I die I will be immortal My words have no goodbyes*** -Joseph B Schneider
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Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
Immortal
Life descends into the vice of those who judge... Unconditional opinions give those the nudge... The nudge into darkness we ride... Back into the corner we hide... From those high on life's pleading destruction... It's hard for us to begin our reconstruction... People unable to enter society's plains... Due to the judgmental's menacing claims... It's time we stop listening to those of scorn... It's time to know those are the ones truly torn... For we are all beautiful in our own little ways... It's time to realise it with no more delays... -Joseph B Schneider
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
Those of Scorn