Gone

Cupid's just suppose to shoot arrows
He's not suppose to hunt you down, push you to the ground and shank you
But I guess this time was different
He could've shot me and watched me fall helplessly in love
But instead he held me down and shoved Love inside of me.
He didn't give me a chance to fall
He just pushed me into it
Head first

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