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What happens when my bliss,
Resides in you?
And when you leave,
What the **** shall I do?

Happiness is temporary,
I've been taught many times.
And you, my dear,
You're oh so sublime.

You, my love,
Many times, proved an angel,
But my love for you,
Proves my being to be in danger.

Because love is not forever,
And bliss is just for a minute.
And love resembles bliss,
Which unfortunately, I am in it.

For to lose you is my death,
And to love you is a threat.
To need you causes stress,
I need you and nothing less.

I love you.
I cannot outrun that fact,
And if you decide to run away,
Would bliss ever come back?
Actually, I am very drunk... but I still need you.
 Dec 2012 Jaelin Rose
Joe Milton
Kept emptying my person,
into your purse.
You're a beautiful girl,
but this is a curse.

Her ability to relate to me,
Seems to of deflated me,
Incapably try escaping but she
Smiles
So I stay.

Now thinking **** like,
This is love; it's the price you pay.

Whoa. Woke up to another dark day.
She's screaming because she didnt get her way.
Driven herself to near-insanity,
With other peoples petty vanity.
Stop her to say;

'Listen lover, this is over.
I can no longer water soils that won't flower.
By that I mean for us to live, we both must give.
And though this is the end, you are still my friend.'

Our world has near 7 billion hearts beating,
Do not fear repeating life's mistakes,
For these stakes are high.
No one gets out alive.

Accept to understand, break to rebuild, succumb to over come.
Begin to become, learn so you're not dumb.
Love everyone so you hate none.
Carry on, for this is the only one.
 Dec 2012 Jaelin Rose
SH
You said
 Dec 2012 Jaelin Rose
SH
"People are so hard to understand.
They are like earpieces casually stuffed
in the pockets of their private lives.
And when they step out of their stuffy
homes, they demand to have others
locate their origins, their mid-points and
their ends where you stuff your ears in.
Demand that from cords in infinite loop.
Demand that without an instruction manual."
I wanted to interject, but your sentences ran
into each other and morphed into these
pseudo-words, pseudo-rants without ends
to stuff into your ears and listen.
I would have said that people were fine
without beginnings or destinations or
instruction manuals. That behind the
metal prisons of these speakers lay
sounds, to be played into ears and
listened to. Told to.
I was in a bar, smiling so,
a beautiful girl looked in my eyes,
and said "let it go",
who she was, I do not know.
Are we not so different?
An angel consorting with a heathen,
A heathen consorting with an angel?
Both traitors.
Both committing frequent treason.
Both doomed to remain as static entities.
Unchanging, Unmalleable.
Opposite extremities,
Yet still on the same spectrum.
So what makes us so different?
Perception?
The angel twists its head
She looks at me with dread

She sheds the tears of many mistakes
The wings open
The stones brake

Her voice rings out
She will get me without a doubt

But i am ready
I will go Steady
For she has come
not very good but i hope u like it
Why do I feel like this?
You used words like swords for years.
I took the pain because I cared.
Then you deserted me in search of greed.
I found myself better without you.
I smiled more
I laughed more freely
I didn’t look in the mirror for flaws
I didn’t think about how to please you
I didn’t think about you at all.

then you walked back into my life
I felt insecure
I felt used
I felt angry
My list of dislike had grown to levels unthought of.

Yet I want to salvage the pieces like a shattered vase.
Super glue those misshapen shards together
like some pale shade of what was,
to save something better left broken.

Your smile is ice shards in my heart.
Your touch like electric shocks on my skin.
Your eyes like summer skies gone by.
Your words like razor blades.
Your kiss like poison.
 Dec 2012 Jaelin Rose
Ahmad Cox
What is true
What is wrong
What is right
Can be so hard
To distinguish
These days
What I do know
Is that all people
No matter how
Lost they are
No matter how
Far they have
Fallen
Every one
Is connected
We are all
Connected
To each other
We are all
Connected
To the Earth
Regardless
Of what
People
Might
Say
We are
All beautiful
In our own
Ways
We all
Have that
Beautiful
Spark in us
We just have
To accept
And find it
Even if the
World doesn't
See it all the time
Every one has
That light inside
We all have that
Healing light
Inside of us
We just have
To be willing
To understand
Every body is
Loved in their
Own way
Even when
You feel the
Most alone
There is always
Love and light
And healing
Just bubbling
Below the surface
You just have to
Be willing to look
No matter what
People might say
Our nature isn't evil
We aren't somehow
Tainted from birth
Doomed to live
In sin from the
Beginning only
To be saved
Only after
We accept God
We are born pure
Our true nature
Is of God
Our true nature
Tells us we are
Whole
We are
Beautiful
We have
A purpose
Our hearts
Know from
The beginning
We just have
To remember
We are stronger
More powerful
More whole and beautiful
Than we could ever
Hope or dream for
We just have to see it
What is true
Can be hard
To find when you
Live in a world
Full of illusions
And lies but
Even among
The lies and the
Illusions there is
Truth and beauty
To be found
Every where you
Look if you know
Where to find it
We all are connected
To all the truth
All the knowledge
All the strength
All the healing
That we could
Ever need here
On Earth if we
Know how to
Find it
The truth is in
Our hearts
Its sitting there
We just have to
Look and our
Hearts will
Lead the way
Teaching us
What is right
What is wrong
What is true
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