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The Cupid's Game

  • Writer: Pseudonym
    Pseudonym
  • May 5, 2020
  • 1 min read

A game of love, a game of lies.

How many people around the world cry

just because their lover died?

Or maybe they were not even real

or perhaps had a heart of steel.

The God of love laughs at these unfortunate souls,

for all of them are under his control.

With a smirk, he pulls back the string,

hitting yet another unsuspecting pairing.

A game of happiness, a game of chance.

No one knows when it’s their last dance.

That’s up for him to decide

what kind of love you’ll find.

“I am near.

I’m the puppeteer.”

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