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Valentine's Day Massacre
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Tributes to Lovers You brought me roses,
but the thorns
made me bleed.
You slaughtered my heart
with Cupid's arrow;
your poisoned kiss
led to my destruction.
For a year, I stared
at the ruins left of me.
I thought I would
never know love,
because I couldn't
have your heart.
So mine shriveled up
and turned to stone.
But a saint came
and reversed the curse.
He restored my hope
and showed me
what love looked like.
