CUPID.

This is for the arrow that is latched to my heart,

Piercing the skin.

This is for the wings of laughter,

That you fill me in.

This is for the love and care,

That you always give.

This is for the anxiety and overthinking,

Because I broke my bed.

This is for the sneaking out in the moonlight,

Because when it's said and done.

Cupid will bring you back to me, 

And I'll be your only one.

From the abuse to the strife,

I know you'll do fine.

Because your suffering will be over,

Once you are truly mine.

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