I killed Cupid, yes it was me
With a knife and some pliers I ripped off his wings
Feathers and blood was all that I could see
I thought I killed him I was sure he was dead
I was sadly mistaken as he shot me in the head
Love struck and dumb I went after him
I pulled the bow out along with my brain and stabbed him in his heart
I spat on his body and kicked in his ribs
See Cupid it fucking sucks to be loved struck
Your better off dead
A contest entry
- Who Killed Cupid???? by Tattboyspet.
450 points, ended February 14, 2008, 18 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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oh my!!!
words fail me .... lmao!
that'll teach the little .....

