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juxtaposed February 3, 2013

Posted by JP in Poetry.
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Violent Joy

A violent rush,
as anger surges.
The fanatic push,
of psychotic urges.
The erratic jumble,
as rage swells.
The sickening calm,
as madness quells.
The glorified burst,
in sanity’s last hour.
The morbid bliss,
as neurosis gains power.

Light Of Truth

The sunrise in the morning,
casts the shining light of truth,
on my love for you.

The morning bird’s call,
trumpets the joy of my heart,
for loving you.

The glow of your soul’s face,
reflects the happiness instilled,
by my love of you.

Every day as I wake,
I thanks the gods,
for the chance to love you.

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