Fairy tales are nice and sweet.
Just cause they can come true.
I lost all faith in fairy tales
The day that I met you.
You held me in your arms so tight,
Said you would never let me go.
Well guess what, you little prick,
That lie you told was low.
I met you again today,
The girl you cheated on me with now your beau.
My body was telling me to run away
But my head said, "hey, don't go".
I took great pleasure in what I did,
As my fist headed for your nose.
The trickle of blood was a glorious sight,
As all of your victims know.
I settled down, found someone else.
Genuine, not like you.
Perhaps this time, my fairy tale
Can finally come true.
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