Cupid, you heartless brute How ironic you see That the keeper of hearts Chose not to keep the heart of me Instead you let it wander Far off the course of truth On the rugged road of deception During the blossom of my youth These were the times of confusion When my heart was yet conflicted With the thought that I was in love Of course that lie was soon depictedTags: Cupid, Love, Confusion, Pain, Heart, Conflicted
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