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Cupid’s ***** must be candy hearts and colored cards His rough night must end in heaving twisted over the toilet bowl, boxes of chocolates and caramels dumping into its porcelain chamber Naked, he probably limps into his canopied room Pulling shut the purple curtains, climbing heavily into his bed of roses Head throbbing, beautiful blonde curls drenched in sweat Waking up soaked in fallen tears; flower petals
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Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 2:25 PM UTC
Cupid's Hangover
Cupid’s ***** must be candy hearts and colored cards His rough night must end in heaving twisted over the toilet bowl, boxes of chocolates and caramels dumping into its porcelain chamber Naked, he probably limps into his canopied room Pulling shut the purple curtains, climbing heavily into his bed of roses Head throbbing, beautiful blonde curls drenched in sweat Waking up soaked in fallen tears; flower petals
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Feb 7, 2011
Feb 7, 2011 at 2:25 PM UTC
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