24 May 2012
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.
Fairy Tales • Opuss № I