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she yells at me as you do

Claims it's out of Love

And I’m tired of being hurt in the name of Love

When there is no love present

I’m tired of being a part of a live action movie

I mean the one where she is a horrible actress

Where she pretends to love me

Where she takes me out in public and calls me baby

But then won’t even hug me at home

Just so she can claim my accomplishments

And pretend she loves me

Just so she can hurt me in the name of Love

I’m tired of being love’s puppet

Love has only ever caused me pain

I know that Cupid has his arrow

And he shoots people just so they know what they are getting into

He pulls his string back to his cheek

And tightens his grip

He closes one eye

And shoots you

And he aims for the part he knows will hurt most

Just enough for you to feel it

Not enough to kill you

Only enough to make you feel like you are dying

Just enough to remind you that Love and pain are equals

BUT what does Cupid do if there is no love

Does he look to aim for his target and miss by a foot or two

Because when there is no love Cupid’s glasses don’t work

His contacts start to crack

And now even after using a bow for all of his life

He forgets where he should put his hand

And where the upper limb is

And where the lower limb is

And he forgets where his arrows are supposed to go

See Cupid survives off of Love

So he starts to suffocate

As his angelic wings turn on him

Becoming the devil themselves

They start to suffocate him

Making sure he chokes on something he once relied on