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Curse or blessing?


 

 
You are hit with cupids poison tipped arrow
 
You have become infected with his sorrow
 
You now suffer every second you don't tell the girl you love her
 
But there are two alternatives to not suffer
 
You tell her and learn she loves you as well
 
Then be cured, happy, and not in hell
 
Or you tell her and learn she doesn't love you and why
 
Then have your heart ripped out causing you to die. 
 
 
But there's no other way, for once cursed with cupids arrow. 
 
Your options sadly are quite narrow.......
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