Eros's Arrow

November 16, 2017
By azreenzaman BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
azreenzaman BRONZE, South Plainfield, New Jersey
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I hear the string stretch    
before i begin my descent.   
Twang      
My puissant power prevails   
As I rip through flesh like sharp nails 

I am an eagle who hunts its prey,  
I strike either night or day.
With one pierce your heart will distend
None can envision where I shall end 
Not even Eros, God Of Love, did know 
For he pricked himself with his own arrow.



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