fiery dress and black boots
love walks in the room
all eyes melt on him like ice
he walks in with grace
to send himself to all
for they think its love they want
but only disgrace is on their face
with a voice full of confidence
he speaks to the room
and every ear listens
to his words of love intense
"brothers, sisters, you mock me
but i am the one who you want
i'm the reason behind your marraiges
and the best fucks, not in dreams
and yet you sit there so stupid
looking at me like i'm trash
yet i was worshipped long ago
i was once known as cupid"
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