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Joe Black Dec 2016
Z.
She is mystery
Sophisticated Puzzle,
Trickiest riddle
Most complicated task
To solve
She is marvellous Universe
My heart chose to float in
It's strange, weird,
Unknown darkness
Love every moment
Spent in you

Dedicated to girl one loves,
Noury
What can one say,
i'm in love
  Dec 2016 Joe Black
Eleanor Rigby
Love is a burning cigarette
That makes ashes
Out of the pieces
Of me and
The pieces of you.


--Eleanor Rigby
  Dec 2016 Joe Black
Eleanor Rigby
We make up somewhere to belong
And graves to disappear in.

And right when we think we're free.
We become new born trees.


--Eleanor Rigby
  Dec 2016 Joe Black
Traveler
Puppets we are, being strung along
By the unseen forces of nature
Beyond our mortal control
With a desire to remain forever young
Yet against our will, we continue to grow old

The strings get cut yet the nerves still twitch
Perhaps to return somewhere our souls itch
Lost in this bottomless pit of dream
And blinded by all these things

If the puppet master were I
I wouldn’t allow anybody to die
Even if you told a thousand lies

And at least you'd know
The true face of your maker
And if somebody broke I’d be the breaker
Yet I wouldn’t be offended by the foresaker

But I’m only a puppet to blind to tell
Isn’t that the real hell?
Traveler Tim
12-20-03
Joe Black Dec 2016
-Babe, you are the reason
why i get up early in the morning!
-Really?
-Nah, kidding, I'm employed.
Beautiful day , init?
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