What Cupid did was to dip
His arrow
In venom
Before shooting at us-
We were an experiment
Of the gods-
Heartless, thoughtless yobs
They are, (the gods)
Ending our love before
It began
Rest in peace my dainty pearl
Our love will cease not even in death
Our breath may cease on earthly spheres
But our love, it is, of celestial birth.
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