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Cupid why have you gone and abandoned me?
What I have done to make you hate me?
Why have you cursed me with bad luck?
And what can I do to break it?
Occasionally you have shown up
To match me with another
But after a certain amount of time
You decide to end your magic
Am I just a test subject?
For you to practice on
I've seen you match other people
While turning your back on me
You haven't been on my side in awhile
I'm starting to wonder why
Will I be alone forever?
Or do you have something special planned?
Through the countless pain and heart aches
I can feel myself become cynical
Casting away my feelings
I think I'm becoming a robot
I have lost my faith in love
And I don't know how to get it back
I'm asking you to save me cupid
Since you put me through this pain
Harden my heartHarden my Heart
Here I go once again
Being blinded to love's shining light
Even though I've bathed in this light for awhile
It appears to have flickered and left me in the dark
Once again I let a pretty face
To open my firmly shut heart
After I had let her inside
She attacked it from within
I only wonder why this happened
What caused me to lose again?
Is because I cared too much
Or was it because I was too careless?
So here I am feeling dead inside
Slowly picking up the pieces again
If there's one thing I have learned from this
I will now harden my heart before it's broken again
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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