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Hours Spent Straightening her Tangled blonde hair Thousands Spent Taming her Wild Golden locks Ages Spent In front of a Dishonest Mirror That lied And lied again About her Beauty Within Don’t you know Those curls are a treasure My curly friend? When I play with them at Night Again And Again Wrapped round my fingers Feeling your original curly sin Don’t you know Those curls are a pleasure My curly friend? As they tickle my Soul In their Serpentine Intent I want to mess your Proper blonde Into a wild naked disarray Curls and more Curls A field of windswept Growth I want to bury my nostrils Into the heady bare Perfume Of your silent Curly Oath And I Won’t Let You No, I Won’t Let You Defile those curls Again
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
A Curly Kind of Love
Hours Spent Straightening her Tangled blonde hair Thousands Spent Taming her Wild Golden locks Ages Spent In front of a Dishonest Mirror That lied And lied again About her Beauty Within Don’t you know Those curls are a treasure My curly friend? When I play with them at Night Again And Again Wrapped round my fingers Feeling your original curly sin Don’t you know Those curls are a pleasure My curly friend? As they tickle my Soul In their Serpentine Intent I want to mess your Proper blonde Into a wild naked disarray Curls and more Curls A field of windswept Growth I want to bury my nostrils Into the heady bare Perfume Of your silent Curly Oath And I Won’t Let You No, I Won’t Let You Defile those curls Again
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Marina Del Rey
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:12 AM UTC
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