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The Hunter (His identity and his prey) Love is blind, deaf, dumb and stupid. I blame it all on the imp called Cupid. No warning shot did he let fly Before his arrow struck the bulls eye. The poisoned point of his little dart Was the reason love grew inside my heart. The toxin traveled within my veins And held me with the strength of chains. (The result of his hunt) Love spread as quickly as a wildfire, In heated flames of uncontrolled desire. It left behind a heart that was torched, Wounded by being burned and scorched. I refuse to rhapsodize that love is grand For it can disappear like words in sand. Only a romantic fool will ever believe Love brings only joy and no reason to grieve. Of sad songs and tears, I've had my fill. They've left me as cold as winter's chill. I now sleep alone in my half empty bed. It's the price to pay when love is dead. No longer reason for me to linger. He'd removed the ring from his finger. Without hope that he'd put it back, Our marriage was shrouded in funeral black. From the precipice edge I began to fall, As high as a towering castle wall. In fear, I tumbled ever further down And saved myself before I drowned. Heart-wrenching, my decision to walk away, But I could no longer risk my life to stay. No words of sorrow would I have written If by Cupid's arrow I'd not been smitten. How different would be my private thoughts If he'd not taken aim at my lonely heart. No memories to keep me awake at night, Or to recall upon morning's first light. As bitter as these words may sound, It's an honest attempt to be profound. A reflective moment of bereaving. A remembrance of love's deceiving. Would I have wished I'd not been shot And wounded by love? No, I think not. Even though it has come to an end, My seared heart has begun to mend. What good is there to live with regret? What point in wishing we'd never met? What once was love is now in the past. Cupid's potions don't always last. Sometimes love brings too much pain With more to lose than there is to gain. Time has passed without a pause And broken the hold of Cupid's cause. I've taken away the hunter's quiver Before another shot can be delivered. Another love to tear me apart ~ Another arrow to pierce my heart.
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