Cupids Trick
Dreaming of a time
When I was yours
And you were mine
Subjecting the insignificant
With a futile fervor
Answer me & I’ll depart
Away from you
Into the dark
Walking through a bog of indecision
Lacking purpose, lacking vision
Never certain where the dice will land
Make believing I’m a man
Supposing destiny will lend a hand
I stumble into morrow
Where my heart knows only sorrow
Chasing fireflies
Across the river Styx
Searching for deliverance
From unrequited love
And Cupids tricks.
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