Lost In Fiction (Part One) by Khari D. Hawke
She was smothered.... When she walked through the door; Of the party..; All the boys were after her. But she was on a mission; To dissalude the posers, From the self-proclaimed straights, To the confused bi's. Fuck your inner most curiosity; Now is not the time for little lost boys...
But, is she lost in her fiction? Is she lost in her fiction..? So deserving to know, Is she lost in her..?
It was midnight, Cinderella found her prince, Through the magnum... Such a shame it couldnt last. She's callin me, Texting me, angry; Screaming at me, How I'm taking her potentionals, And Taking her fun.... Another drink, Another pill's being driven, By the nonstop *breath* *breath* To be in me
So, is she lost in her fiction? Is she lost in her fiction..? So deserving to know, Is she lost in her..?
She wants a so deserving man, To give into her desire, I watched her fall; I watched his move... She wants a so deserving man, To give into her desire, Could he be it, Half the room could see. She spent her time envyious of me... She couldnt keep his soilder in place... So, is she lost in her fiction? |
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