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The Blood Of Love
by Joe Mercado
it was too easy
falling in love
just one kiss --
our eyes grabbing each other's heart
your facial window
showed a great need
for my purest love --
surround you with me from the start
and so arrows flew
into vulnerable hearts
we smiled, whispered --
unknowing to the confusion ahead
we got high together
arcing over troubles
until by its own weight
our love tumbled -- a bird pierced
nearly dead
too many arrows in our hearts
-- needle-pains
too many arrows in our hearts
oh, the blood of love
oh, my love...my love...
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