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Monday, September 16, 2019

Poem- “Cupid”

“Cupid”




Cupid is very evil.
He forces strangers to be in love.
Sometimes, accidents happen.
The arrows come in great force over each bridge.
Wings are fluttering over the horizon into every black heart.
Do criminals need to fall in love with me?
Cuts, scars, and wounds remain in such pictures.
Beauty leaks from its dripping frame as thoughts permit forbidden space.
Obstacles in the way show a path- and, from a heart, my blood isn’t flesh entire.








https://www.deviantart.com/gameuniverso/art/Cupid-813481146

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