time and again i've been shot
yet this time, cupid has got me caught
his arrow was all gold, shining and proud
yet it was broken, bleeded with blood
i was tainted with a lover's soul
to give without expectations
to let go even when it'll slice your very soul
to love if only to get hurt
now that i've learn to love
to give my heart, my soul
my spirit is soaring to limits so far
only to be condemned with ignorance by my arrow's heart
thou shall love with no guard
the everlasting curse of love without a doubt
i'm constantly bruised by painful thoughts
the thought of loving with no lover
the thought of giving to no receiver
the thought of knowing no ever after...
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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