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super8jack · 2 years
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The vulnerable all
Mislead by words bigger than they’ve known
offered stilts with which they wobble
Looking down upon a murder of crows
Too smart to be caged
Too stubborn to be changed
They refuse to commit to the fact
They too are crows
In their own way
- S8J
6/14/22
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super8jack · 2 years
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There is no more to be
Than we already are
Though I work 40 a week
Though I lose track of that which I seek
There is no more to be
Than we already are
Oh what we do for a dollar
Swap the leash for a collar
Most people don’t bother
To see the pain of those without
In America
We fear less more than death
Still there is no more to be
Than we already are
Who is accountable
For a system that fails us
old white cars
Wretched with rust
But remember
There is no more to be
Than we already are
-S8J
6/9/22
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super8jack · 2 years
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The wind whispers secrets to me only made for ethereal ears.
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super8jack · 2 years
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“Artificial airtime”
-S8J
4/4/22
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super8jack · 2 years
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new single “Hummingbird” out 3/1/22 ✌🏻❤️
find the rest of my music on Spotify under Super 8 Jack!
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super8jack · 2 years
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“Over the pond”
- S8J
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“It’s all perspective”
- S8J
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“Charades”
-S8J
1/9/22
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super8jack · 2 years
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It's not that I do not trust.
It's the fear of spilling words everywhere far from your ears, where it needs to be. It's the constant loop of thoughts of having to give a part of me, and find it given back. When I finally decide to let my guard down, it will only take five steps back for you to leave me up in the air, it's that easy. So it's not that I do not trust.
It's really not.
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super8jack · 2 years
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We’ve all got cut roots
Yeah, we’ve all got cut roots That we know can’t grow back That’s just the way of things So we wonder what happened To our missing parts, but we Can never know Yet we’ve got to carry on Despite the questions and doubts For the roots we do still have branching out
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super8jack · 2 years
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“Maggie”
- S8J
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“Advice for the holidays”
- S8J
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“Tattoos”
- S8J
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“Dirt”
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super8jack · 2 years
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I look up at the sky and wonder if I should believe it, today – knowing no better, I’d tell you a painter’s touch had just put clouds to the blue – and sometimes, you know, the maple trees dance to the tune of the winds silent hymns so elegantly smooth and effortless that I could swear it’d been forced into being by some unseen engineer, sweating over his keys, was not possibly the doing of a chaotic world.
On those nights I’m made to wonder, if the moon’s a simulacrum, too. Who am I to assume I know the ways of light – it looks a little strange, sometimes not quite right – the coruscating of its beams seeming to bend it’s bright around me, guiding my sight.
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super8jack · 2 years
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Tantrum
- S8J
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