The Lovers Grim

As I sit here staring,
madly glaring at the pieces
of the past you left behind
Tiny, insignificant, trivial things
heavy with sentiment and regret
I pray the memories won’t last
that soon I shall forget
the Love we nurtured, shared
like a prize we fought for tooth and nail
A young strong, innocent Love
that in no story could fail
Except for the Grimm fairy tale
we turned out to be

As bad as I was for you
you were even worse for me

Oops, the ribbons loosened a little more.
Here is another sneak peak at Devil’s Presents Unwrapped, too.
also seen on my steemit profile here:


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