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Sun leaves
Moon leaves
But air stays
So as True Love
No matter what happens love will be lovely
 Jun 2014 Deneka Raquel
Julia
Resign to me, give in.

let me live in the shakes of your
body
let me revel
in the trembles of
pupils dilating
fingers grasping

make eye contact

shiver deeply beneath me
gasp

let me
in
Life's reflection glistens through sands of time.
Days past due reunite with our current days disguise.

We glimmer in the false light portraying us to our knees.
Reaping such qualities turns our words to disease.

Acquisitions conquer minds through solid demise.
Leading hearts of hate to realise.

We are our own living destruction.
Believing such theories brought through subduction.

We replenish the rot of our personality.
To feast off our remaining qualities.

Together we fail united we'll fall.
Through the eyes of evil till death do us all.

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
He sits being torn through words of scorn
The realisation is starting to form

Through broken letters of hate and neglect
One finds his own inner respect

Now understands what they call "forgiveness"
Even though these lines are relentless

They're broken attempts to dismay his heart
These segregate demons apart

For he is now a growing system
Growing stronger in rhythm

Accepting light in new places
Welcoming new faces

All he desires is be the best he can be
That being said
"He" is me

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved

Sometimes when someone is verbally abusing you. You need to remember words aren't always meant in tone spoken, and not everyone knows your story.
Spilled the Beans, not the Milk this Time
Although I could have Cried over Either
I did a Tad in the Beginning,
Fell Faint Three Times,
Still Went on My Bike Ride,
Found some Moments in between the 1st and 2nd round of
Body Dis~temperament.
Well, of course I Deemed it
Quite necessary,
I certainly couldn't stay Weary,
I don't like
non~autonomic Breathing
-((Really))-
Spilled 'em Efficiently,
I Did.
Kept the Time flow consistently, Although I inserted a good spread
of sample spattered examples, splashed like perfectly placed motes in a Pond.
I'd say my Delivery was something akin to
Plenty Heavy yet entertaining.
Varied Emotion in Motion.
Alright, Alright...
The Can of Beans was really my Therapy Session!!
Resilient Success!!
I might Mention...
Analogy is an Amazing Thing
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