Self Defense
To every one of them,
to every single John named Judas,
who took my flame and made it dim
and blew me away like mucus,
while the cycle doesn't wash but spins:
You forced me to murder Cupid!
Copyright © Nikkia Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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