I have always wanted to use the poetic syllables
like a girl I once knew use to spew through her perfectly placed lips.
And shit, I guess God decided to pull out the ruler for this one person out of the countless others.
He entitled the word "perfectionism" to this character while trusting her with the poetry power.
See, she showed her sympathetic soul through her sophisticated rhythmic solo and strives for flawlessness.
She is smoothly serious when she snaps your synapses in your brain to be the controller of your attention.
She is simply complicated.
As if complication was her motivation for perfection.
As if she could see everything without opening an eye.
And no matter how short she was, she stood massively over anything she believed in.
I consider her my inspiration.
Katya Manges
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