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Feb 2018
These are not friendly smiles
          Upon the faces
            of the girls I pass
When they know very well
    How my heart could splinter
       And my love be lead astray
          by their deceitful charms
As I approach the girl
           With a chip in my pocket
               A pair of dice that never turn
      The half grin of a loser's smile
           sits uncomfortably on my face
And I wait for her to break
      Never gamble with my luck
         Just hoping for the chance
  To prove she is the one;
    My true desire
Until she can spare
     A moment's grace
That both of us know
    Could be the one
      To really break the bank
EricM
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