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Do you believe in Cupid’s quiver? If so, prepare you heart to shiver From the bitter bite of constant winter Within this world of go-getter and lone giver. There is no “one”... Only no one. I hate to crush your embellished dreams But reality is not painted with such beautiful streams. The story of life comprises eschewed reams. All you feel is not what it seems... The shimmer of rings, The angel chorus sings, Love songs on wings... Life is not made of such beautiful things. No ma’am, There is no magic man. There is no Dapper Dan. Beware the perfect man, Beware the perfect dame, Who can decimate a heart With a softly-spoken claim. You may find a beauty You might find a beast But you can’t create love With a bountiful feast. Neither a bed of caressing Nor a bouquet of charm Could protect your spirit From devastating harm. I’m sorry to shatter your glass castle from where you search And wait for love from a pinnacled perch... But no sir, There is no magic woman. There is no Wonder Woman. Beware the golden lady, Beware the golden man, Who can siphon a soul By holding a hand.
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 10:56 AM UTC
Crimson Dagger
Do you believe in Cupid’s quiver? If so, prepare you heart to shiver From the bitter bite of constant winter Within this world of go-getter and lone giver. There is no “one”... Only no one. I hate to crush your embellished dreams But reality is not painted with such beautiful streams. The story of life comprises eschewed reams. All you feel is not what it seems... The shimmer of rings, The angel chorus sings, Love songs on wings... Life is not made of such beautiful things. No ma’am, There is no magic man. There is no Dapper Dan. Beware the perfect man, Beware the perfect dame, Who can decimate a heart With a softly-spoken claim. You may find a beauty You might find a beast But you can’t create love With a bountiful feast. Neither a bed of caressing Nor a bouquet of charm Could protect your spirit From devastating harm. I’m sorry to shatter your glass castle from where you search And wait for love from a pinnacled perch... But no sir, There is no magic woman. There is no Wonder Woman. Beware the golden lady, Beware the golden man, Who can siphon a soul By holding a hand.
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 10:56 AM UTC
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