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If I Met Lana Del Rey
One of her tales ended one of mine, knew I not it was her lines at the time, Impressed I was by the rhyme but not the victim implications of the line's inclinations. It’s always choice, choose or abuse, a notion in her lines later on, on her had dawned. When I finally came to find her the script mistress of the lines I had once witnessed, meeting her my heart insisted. Knew I though the way it had to go; long held dear are always the foretellings of my fortuneteller. I had to compel her to make her introduction to me, this part of how it must be. Venus first house to those wishing details of the fortuneteller's tales. Now how I get her to harbor interest to a degree of such seduction, that she to me makes her introduction, would take a high rate production. She definition of class, not something she'd boast but most would have same said answer if asked. A bar she be to quality and inner honesty, not simply just the heart handed through script, but how to too have heart when handing it. Her magnificence and grace not why I wish her embrace, these qualities not lost on me, however what be the magnetism pulling to her the me are her inner understandings and subtle intensity. Some suspect opposites attract, not certain I am this true, but certain I am some do like to tell you it's fact. Now whoever states such statements may very well have simply misinterpreted the similarities between he and/or she. This lack, mine not to attack, perhaps some favor it's flavor, but I of the opposite inclination. Love I do myself so much, the opposite I'd have no use to touch. I haven't any flaws that I haven't purposely selected, and to another half wit who might have it pin pointed and suggested that I've neglected and molested my beauty by not dropping them to make a new me, well these short sighted psychological suggestings, not of bother would I bother my stride offside to take up protesting. Now that we've clarified potential jesting, tell you I it her who I'd have me molesting, vulgar one could conclude such wording, though lingo not locked in a block, it's simply its connotation causing shock, what way I'd say of the way she'd handle my cock have variations to no end, she'd be my best friend, the clearness I seem to see her in be why my obsession’s session did begin.
By Mr. KUTZKY6 years ago in Poets