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The cold wind
whips around outside
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I'd like to be in the shadows That one hidden sharp note
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Moon Dreams
You left me floating down the river
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The old wooden pews
s p l i n t e r e d
by ears2hearyou
65 lines, 10 comments,
on Aug 13 4:27 AM. In Blues, Jazz, Society, Humanity, Happiness, Life, Contemporary, Freewrite, Spiritual
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at this point i would like to confess
that im not mr rogers neighborhood
by X...
53 lines,
on Jul 15 5:28 AM. In death, society, thoughts, weird, life, unlife, dark, sad, lyrics, jazz, rock
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The girl upstairs Was always on
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Monday comes too fast Though the sky is so gray
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1818 Silent Night, Holy Night 1850 It Came Upon a Midnight Clear
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I sit on the rusted balcony. The sounds of the city float up to my late night perch above the city. I close my eyes and take it in.
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All that jazz and smoke Makes it seem like
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Don’t go now, said Shelly
I want you to linger
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The evening ended With Stan Getz playing sax
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Here I am again
Same as every other day
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Jazzed and cranked in the wee hours
till some commas bid me pause,
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You darn the socks; listen
To the radio; look
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I'm contemplating my existence in a smoke-hazed room,
by JoeyAbsentia
11 lines,
on Nov 9 2:18 AM 2008. In thought, existence, love, life, hope, sad, smoke, alcohol, jazz, music
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Soft jazz tunes Perfect for my afternoons
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Sometimes at night You want nothing
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8886 quatrains
Schema: abab cdcd etc
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by Lyndon
61 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 3 10:09 AM 2008. In Jazz, blues, Hope, Humor, Life, Lyrics, Pain, Spiritual, Society, Sad, Thou
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by Gold Hat
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 12 7:39 AM 2008. In Jazz
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by Gold Hat
18 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 5 5:06 AM 2008. In Jazz
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by Gold Hat
16 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 5 5:04 AM 2008. In Jazz
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Like a faded note on a window sill,
smelling of apple and daisy.
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Long before the first hip cat
stepped out -- his strut sublime;
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Complete humble comfort steps
slowly, mesmerizing
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there's no monster
under my bed dear
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The burnt-red facades
of Brick Street
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We beat our rythm; turbulent and deep,
As the drumbs bombard in the air,
by JustAnotherIdoit
40 lines, 2 comments,
on Dec 10 3:19 PM 2007. In weird, thoughts, other, contest, music, jazz, sea, nature, metaphorical
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Lined up outside the building
everybody is waiting to see you
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This place has character. Maybe it’s just me, but I like it.
The people and the walls, these bricks are tainted and unsaintly
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Imagine This.
Starting at the back,
by alystosz
26 lines,
on Sep 5 9:11 AM 2007. In Tom Waits, jazz, clubs, whiskey, smoke, teeth, coffee, stain, yellow teeth, dirty
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