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I'm contemplating my existence in a smoke-hazed room,
by JoeyAbsentia
11 lines,
on Nov 9 2:18 AM. 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 Ronald Wiseman
61 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 3 10:09 AM. In Jazz, blues, Hope, Humor, Life, Lyrics, Pain, Spiritual, Society, Sad, Thou
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by Vozhd
11 lines,
on Sep 12 7:43 AM. In Jazz
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by Vozhd
13 lines,
on Sep 12 7:41 AM. In Jazz
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by Vozhd
14 lines,
on Sep 12 7:39 AM. In Jazz
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by Vozhd
16 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 5 5:04 AM. 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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Max Roach is dead
Long live Max Roach
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I waited till I saw the Fall / I don't know why I didn't call / I left you by the downtown mall / I don't know why I didn't call / I don't know why I didn't call / When I saw the autumn leaves / Floating on t
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