I’ve waited for my valentine
For such a long,
lonely time
I have waited for
years
For him to end all my
tears
I’ve waited for cupid
to start
And shoot his arrow at
a heart
The piercing of my
valentine
That would then make
him mine
And I hoped and I
prayed
For a valentine’s
loving serenade
But I never ever got
one
So, I shot cupid with
a gun
You may think my
actions hard
But he did nothing in
my regard
And when apology
remained unsaid
I shot cupid in the
head
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