Its inexplainable
Unfathomable
As enticing as obnoxious
The dark, dreary and deep
To delve in pride
Sometimes vain
Sometimes prejudicial
Most often lonely
Anyone in possession
Of good fortune
Must want a life
Bennet or not
A certain struggle
With vanity
Be it arrogance or conceit
Or a mere self-disdain
Untamed freedom
A mind of your own
Searching for love
And hating it too
.. In search of Darcy
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