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My friends are telling me to stop
To stop from loving you
They asked me to find another one
They say you are a bad guy, heartbreaker and *******
Maybe they are right
But haven't I told them
That cupid didn't just shot me in my heart but also in my eyes?
So I guess, I've been blinded by love
Tainara Apr 2015
your lips are like
cupid bows
and its arrows
hit my heart
everytime you smile
Dallas Phoenix Mar 2015
Her Cupid arrows has sunk,
Into my xylophone spine,
She has me singing notes,
Every single time,
Her ice cream clouds,
Gets me high,
And her marshmallow smile,
We are two of a kind,
She has me here,
Singing blues,
And there is no other place,
I'd rather be,
Than to be next to you,
The kitchentop you sit on,
The coffee you sip,
The bug spray when you camp,
The float when you swim,
I wonder what your doing,
As I write this mush,
And when you read this looking back,
I hope you are still my smush,
Coasting cupids,
puff spiralling butterflies
flutter in fondness.
Unconditional and unpredictable love, makes your hearts fly in joy.
Noah Stowe Mar 2015
dear                        lover
I think you          tried to use
Cupid's bow on m-  e, well I guess it
worked.  You hit me in the heart
We fell in love. We kissed. We
hugged. We put on a show
for our friends to laugh
at.  But then it
stopped
I
think
the poison
left my heart
and made realize
what a fool I was. You
hurt my heart, you didn't
heal it from the pain of the past
I hope you realize that instead of
pulling the arrow out gently, You let
it break inside of me. And now you want
my heart back?  No it's gone.  I put it on a higher
shelf for those who truly care. If you want my heart back
you'll need a taller chair.   My heart doesn't want you now

My
he-
art
ne-
eds
so-
me-
one
el-
se
th-
at
do-
es-
n't
ca­-
re
ab-
out
my
ug-
ly
st-
yle.
Oh
and
by
the
way
yo-
u'll
ne-
ed­
a
sh-
ar-
per
ar-
row
if
you
wa-
nt
to
pe-
ne
tr-
ate
my
sk-
in.­
'c-
au-
se
now
my
bo-
nes
are
so-
lid
go-
ld
for
on-
ly
th-
os-
­e
w-
**
me-
lt
my
he-
ar-
t.
so
dear
former lover
if you really care
find another person
who knows how to fall
for a heart breaker because
now I know w-        hy it's called
falling in lov-         e and why it's
called a crush.            I really hope you
find a lover who's            as gullible as you


love,
me
This is written from the point of view of a teen who has just broken up from a terrible relationship.
Alice Morris Feb 2015
Cupid the Roman god of love,

flew down like a dove.

Striking arrows to bring people together,

hoping the love lasts forever.

Son of Venus and Mars,

pictures portray him surrounded by hearts.

His name means desire,

he likes to set hearts on fire.

His mother was the jealous kind,

I women better than her, she did find.

She ordered cupid to find her a man,

but evil was her plan.

She told cupid to choose the vilest man,

to take this women's hand.

As cupid sat on the edge of the girl's bed,

he scratched himself with his arrow head.

He couldn't help but fall for the girl,

his mother was set on sending to hell.

He would visit her each and every night,

telling she could never catch a sight.

Two evil sisters she had,

who told her this guy was bad,

so one night she couldn't help but look,

cupid didn't take this well, and off he took.

She searched the world for him,

and didn't stop til Jupitar stepped in.

He gave her immortality,

so she could make her love for cupid reality.

Now they live happy together,

with their daughter voluptas forever.

Cupid and his wife Psyche,

flew off into the night.
Those very alluring eyes,
that sparkles even in sunlight
Those curly and shiny hair,
that i wish to run my fingers through
You're very handsome face,
that I can take to look at every seconds left in my life
I never believe then in love-at-first-sight,
But at the very moment I laid my eyes on you,
I started imagining my life with you
Seeing you for the first time,
Is the best 5 minutes of my life
I believe that we are destined to see each other again.


.
Heeeeey, happy hearts! The one I'm referring here is someone I saw during our field trip in an amusement park. He has a curly hair which attracted me most. That is why I called him Eros. After that moment, his face never left my mind.
DRXX Feb 2015
Maybe Cupid is,
with all his misled arrows,
god of pain and tears.
Tom Pearson Jan 2015
You're just another name to the list
Of the times Cupid's arrow missed

Maybe Robin Hood could do more
He steals from the rich, gives to the poor
ZL Jan 2015
At 24,
There are no knocks at my door
But still I stay
Afraid to go...

Cupid is coming soon,
This I know.

At 22,
I broke my own heart
Ended an affair
That was never meant to start.

Cupid please,
I hate this part.

Age is steadily approaching
my heart is steadily closing
Desire is a hourglass
And my true love is very last.
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