Sire!
............. Sire!
Oh When will Thou subside with Feeling
That Love which Thou dreamt of
Doesn't Exist in Destitute of Nature?
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations...
Only - ONLY
Pure Insinuations... 🎵
Only Pure Insinuations
Bother My Tranquility
as Snow doeth its First Touch of Fall
On Eye-Lash of her. 🤪🌬️💨
And she wants some Memories
Restored while the Rest of Remaining Tolls Completely Destroyed
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For she's still inclined towards one esteem thoughtless in buoyancy
As if she's better in Upkeeping
Sobriety and during the lapse of meeting
Than her Competitor.
Ah!
Only Pure Insinuations bother My Tranquility
When the Winter folds the CITY
Where she used to Live.
And her Competitor
Sweeter in Promise
Dares and to Whisper
Quite Opposite to
Offer voiced before Permission of Mine.
"Sire!
............. Sire!
What happened to Thou?
I'm not her Substitution.
I came to Receive
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
ONLY - Only
Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations"
No matter how I'm turning ultimately Serious
Yet every Girl around My Essence
Finds my Sole Devotion Extremely Ridiculous
And maybe even Dangerously Laughable.
Oh Whatta Odd Destiny of Mine!
I can't Fake My Smile like the First Time
She spotted My Cold Grin.
I can only Dream of Love
Which doesn't even FUCKİNG EXIST
In Destitute of Nature.
Well,
According to her Words.
Yet not Words of her Primary Competitor.
Who wanted to Repeat
Outstretch of Legs in Rush
Via Effortless Push.
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Bother My Tranquility.
And
If They wanna kiss My Arse
I won't Freak Around.
Whatta Strange Life!
I'm slowly turning ultimately Serious
Yet no matter what I murmur
People around My Essence
Find my Sole Devotion Extremely Ridiculous,
And even
Dangerously Laughable.
And when they laugh again
I don't get Excited for
HONOURABLE DANDY is Enemy of PSYCHICS.
OLD PROVERB, OLD PROVERB.
Why do they deprive me of My Right
And to have Good-Dicking
Only with Highly Serious Looks?
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Only Pure Insinuations
Bother My Tranquility.
Why should I undress Myself?
When they can do better
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ŞiirHe forgot to wear his Favourite Hat on his Path to Subway Station As always Clenching the Teeth Without Curiosity to Taste anything Peculiar in Particular
