Cupid, bully me that low
He shoot his arrow
When I don't want/know
What even is love, bow
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Timely sea waves
PoetryI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
I've been pierce
Cupid, bully me that low
He shoot his arrow
When I don't want/know
What even is love, bow
