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Within the blueness of smoke rings I see her.Beautiful sweet smile again On his arm she looks so lovely In my hand a glass of Champagne. ​​​​​ We used to sit together at that table in this bar. Her eyes so bright and blue Now she sits here so very close to you. Don’t let her look don’t let her see Please don’t let her turn to look at me .for she may think I'm weeping With my heart bursting with regret She walks over to me She says Tony are you crying Your eyes are red and wet. ​​​​​​ I smile and whisper softly I'm just fine honey. It's just the smoke arising from my forgotten cigarette
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
THE BLUENESS OF SMOKE RINGS
Within the blueness of smoke rings I see her.Beautiful sweet smile again On his arm she looks so lovely In my hand a glass of Champagne. ​​​​​ We used to sit together at that table in this bar. Her eyes so bright and blue Now she sits here so very close to you. Don’t let her look don’t let her see Please don’t let her turn to look at me .for she may think I'm weeping With my heart bursting with regret She walks over to me She says Tony are you crying Your eyes are red and wet. ​​​​​​ I smile and whisper softly I'm just fine honey. It's just the smoke arising from my forgotten cigarette
Repressed love and regrets So sad Jude
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC
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