His Fairytale (Poem #32)

You fed your girl the poisonous fruit
through I love yous, and I do toos

You handed the poisonous apple yourself
when you placed her on the shelf
so you could chase other girls

You alone should be blamed
when the poison kicked in
when it numbed her heart
and erased all the traces
of where love has been

You were there
as she fell miserably
after taking in
all the lies you’ve given her
so you knelt
and did what a mighty prince charming should do

But how could you forget
that you poisoned her yourself
reality check: with what you did,
the antidote would never be your lips
with all the lies you spilled
how could you expect
that she’d be awakened by your kiss?

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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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