Fairy Tale
You say you love me,
that I'm all that you want,
you use me for your pleasure,
and give me nothing in return.
For this my unfaithful servant,
my love from the beyond.
I say to you these final words,
for my Unconditional Words have run out.
My love is true,
but my will is not.
You have taken my only heart and now you must live with it.
So, my fairy tale comes to me over and over through the years,
as I stare across the empty table in the morn,
the life that I took with my ungrateful hands,
has taken its toll.
So, as I hold the blade close to my heart,
I did not cry.
For that was my fairy tale and I must live with it.
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