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Quilled
When love hurts
it doesn’t bruise;
it cuts.
I asked for a refill
I asked for
Novacaine
for my cavities,
of course!
(Damn chocolate!)
I received nothing
to dull the pain. . .
All Cupid gave me
was a dozen
arrows
up my butt.
Published 2nd Feb 2019
Author's Note
For the comp - Cupid's Arrow
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Anonymous
- Edited 7th May 2019 00:46am
2nd Feb 2019 8:51pm
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2nd Feb 2019 9:17pm
I meant for this to be (with)
" tongue in cheek. "
But following my painful prose
I'm not sure I succeeded.
" tongue in cheek. "
But following my painful prose
I'm not sure I succeeded.
Anonymous
- Edited 7th May 2019 00:46am
2nd Feb 2019 9:22pm
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2nd Feb 2019 9:27pm
Perhaps
i should have spilled this a day or 2 later.
I am certain I would have been in a better place,
soulfully.
Perhaps,
after the comp
I'll tweak this ink.
i should have spilled this a day or 2 later.
I am certain I would have been in a better place,
soulfully.
Perhaps,
after the comp
I'll tweak this ink.
2nd Feb 2019 10:01pm
2nd Feb 2019 10:25pm
