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May 26
Among the ruins of my hopes
I was the constant dreamer
Wounded by your arrows
Oh timeless maiden of love

Yet your power does fail me
When ever I do give my heart
I become the constant looser
when love does seem to part

and all the invisible scars
That my heart always indures
Will leave a permanet mark
That shall never ever heal

So do not cast your arrows
Toward my heart any more
For I can't bear the sorrow
That they do have in store

Goddess of love  spare me
From your whims and cares
Take your arrow from my heart
For there is no love there
Written by
Trinidad Apodaca
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