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Man Of The Smoke

March 5, 2018
By ToniSmith BRONZE, St.peters, Missouri
ToniSmith BRONZE, St.peters, Missouri
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 I walked in the bar

 To see the only M A N I’ve ever loved
 Instantly the clinking of drinks
 Makes its way to my brain
 This is the last place I want to be


 I see his bright eyes and suddenly smile
 Oh the eyes of a person can truly capture you
 They are the window to our souls
 Each with a different story
 Each with a different purpose
 A D.R.E.A.M if you will

                 
 However I still couldn’t grasp his
 He was a very lyrical man
 With every intention of being the best
 His DESIRE to succeed was so overwhelming
 You couldn’t help but HONOR the passion he had within


I made my way to him and lightly pressed
My C o L d  hand to his as he gave me a gEnTle grin
He continued to smile as he raised his cigarette
To his dull lips and lightly blew the hot smoke in my face
              
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If you look past the F       G in the bar
FOrget the drunken words being said
And listen to the fast pace of my heart
You would notice all the misery in my eyes slowly fading
As he grabbed my hand and softly rubbed his thumb
 Over my small butterfly tattoo as we walked out the bar 


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