cupid and all of his effects.
02/11/2004 03:21 a.m.
this it not a poem, it is just a statement:
if you truly care about someone,
that care stays with you
through fights, and through everything else.

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my wrists just want to say thank you;
because of you
they're never dry.

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every day i am thankful for the
people in my life
who don't need a hard-on
to love me.

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when i'm mad
i imagine a gun to your head
and when i'm loving you
i imagine a gun to mine

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oh god,
i need something new.
please.
get all these old shapes and faces
of boys with boners and nothing to say
outoutout
of my mind.

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cupid doesn't work for romance, honey.
he works for pain.
I am currently Calm
I am listening to silence