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Oh, sacred Cupid Stick me with your arrow and bring me to my feet My knees have gotten so very weak and tired Turn my sobs to kisses then back to sobs once more And allow myself to forget my troubles even for a moment. Allow love to take its fingers and lock them into mine Only to break each and every finger just one more time Touch my skin and allow it to erode and decay Either finish me off entirely or take your love away I'd rather die than live another day
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
saint valentine
Oh, sacred Cupid Stick me with your arrow and bring me to my feet My knees have gotten so very weak and tired Turn my sobs to kisses then back to sobs once more And allow myself to forget my troubles even for a moment. Allow love to take its fingers and lock them into mine Only to break each and every finger just one more time Touch my skin and allow it to erode and decay Either finish me off entirely or take your love away I'd rather die than live another day
kweave
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 1:29 AM UTC
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