Cupid Was His Name
God was upset, at what he seen today.
People hurting each other, causing heartache and more pain.
He sent down an angel, Cupid was his name.
He shot his bow and arrow,
To spread love again.
When he pointed towards me, he stopped and walked away.
Smiling he then said, there's no need for me to aim.
Your loved by many, and all should appreciate.
You are very special,
Never give into the devil's hate.
God was happy at what he seen today.
My love is contagious.
Get well.
Just smile.
And pray.
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