#39) When Cupid Missed

At first sight, I saw purity as yourself

Untouched somehow by the world, you were candid and clean

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It was then I noticed the first arrow, viciously sharp, embedded within my heart

And I realized, cupid had victoriously made his mark

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I was stunned and bewitched beyond rationality

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There was no questioning my actions; I vowed and sought to taint you

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Such vile purity I could no longer stand

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You became my obsession, my obligation, my disease

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I do not regret craving you; I do not regret the madness of my desire

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I would have you know, I only regret the season, the age, the time

All of which were out of my hands, entirely

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I did only as was proper, was convenient, was absurd to good sense

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And when the final arrow was shot, I did not care to see, when cupid had traitorously missed

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It was from this point onwards I vowed to steal your heart, by all means permitted

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It was of no great matter that you were a light, and I the dark

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I cared not that you would destroy me

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I only wished to possess yourself, and all your vain purity

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I only wanted to be, your tragically beautiful decline

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And when cupid missed your heart, I still considered you, as always

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Just mine

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