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II.
maybe it was Cupid's doing
why I don't feel the same
why I don't feel insane
his blunt-tipped arrow of lead
in the rampage of hearts, it bled
a was a shot of reality
infused with Psyche's jealousy
maybe it was Cupid's doing
to play
to strike
to let the mind overturn the heart
to sever the ties
to break the vows
once was love, a broken symphony
make believe it was Cupid's doing
to lose you
along the way
along the chase
when I broke free from your embrace
when the sound of your voice
no longer felt home
I knew it was the last
I knew this wouldn't last
© poufpoetry
maybe it was Cupid's doing
why I don't feel the same
why I don't feel insane
his blunt-tipped arrow of lead
in the rampage of hearts, it bled
a was a shot of reality
infused with Psyche's jealousy
maybe it was Cupid's doing
to play
to strike
to let the mind overturn the heart
to sever the ties
to break the vows
once was love, a broken symphony
make believe it was Cupid's doing
to lose you
along the way
along the chase
when I broke free from your embrace
when the sound of your voice
no longer felt home
I knew it was the last
I knew this wouldn't last
© poufpoetry
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