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When Cupid Calls

Emotionally available for you no matter how much I’ve suffered.

Every scar burns brighter and much like my broken heart, they can’t be covered.

We can play a game of help me, help you.

No matter how many times you wish to fade away, I’ll be there to help you through.

Emotionally vulnerable.

Tell me about the fools and everything that puts you through hell, I will listen even if it’s not understandable.

Why?

Because I know what’s it like to be trapped in the deep dungeons of our minds, trying to force ourselves to cry.

And when the memories crawl from the shadows, and the ghosts rest in the walls. Or when the lights go out in the halls.

I’ll be there, just tell me everything and I will help because that’s the power of love when cupid calls.

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