Kathrine Pierce

Disaster Love - Poem by Kathrine Pierce

The devils cupid
His black arrow my skin pierced.
Makes my soul lipid.

Why did Cupid pick the merest?
For he is dearest
Yet I bet he sees me worthless

Match made in hell
I’ve fallen into the love spell
I hear loves bell
For him everything I’d sell

I hate this love
Will he ever feel the same?
Disgraceful dove
I need to tame

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2010

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