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Smoke Rings In The Dark
He sits quietly in the night
Blows his smoke rings in the dark
Loses himself in contemplative thought
Stepping stones away from the light
"Dear God, what pain upon myself I've brought"
Hour after hour
Day after day
Stigmatized by the thought
That will not go away
quietly in the night
To his muse he will lark
While he blows, no one knows
Smoke rings...in the dark
Does he hold onto this memory?
To ward off commitment of new?
Bleed some more to be secure
Another lover will never discover
His heart he keeps hidden from view?
New loves, never to embark
For while he blows, no one knows
An end is coming....to his smoke rings...in the dark
Dennis
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