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my thoughts on cupids job, and how he only gets to see but not feel |
Beautiful sounds make for beautiful things Too bad for me I came from the beast Always upset, the hunger of being The bigger picture, never quite seeing Away from the love it once sought to captured, But stoped cause he felt ripped instead of ruptured It starves itself, it needs a friend, But this want this need must have an end For he once loved and now he's sick And who wouldn't be when all he knows is how to love When all he is to never have Cupid, may they one day lift your curse That you may be given wings that cure That do not lock you to your hate I know I wouldn't want to have your fate I know i wouldn't want to have your fate For it once loved and now he's sick Blessed be the ones you touch Even Midas would feel sorry He would give you his touch, Bestow you with his dowry May a gorgon stare you down may the sirens chose you to drown But even then it may be too late I know I wouldn't want to have your fate i know i wouldn't want to have your fate something beautiful to hold but never touch for he loved once and now he's sick i know i wouldn't want to have your fate i know i wouldn't want to have your fate |