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Joe Marflak

Joe Marflak

Maybe You

The last cigarette,
glowing
to the end
smoke rises,
killing to fill your hunger
I’m telling you
its no good my friend
does the cough get you off
or is it the tar
from your finger tips
to the smell of your car
I wonder

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Haven’t you heard! There is srength by numbers My family has been torn for years… What reasons, I wondered. Now we are like strangers.
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Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
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We all sit here and take a look. Comparing lives on a fake book, seeing how you’re photoshopped fac… For what, just to pass some time.
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These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
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Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
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This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
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Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
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There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
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tattered, tangled and frayed I cannot sleep the way I’ve alway… layed. I once used to sow these thoughts… But now I’m too afraid of what Iv…
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I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…



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