I Love Fairy Tales And Feel Very

My Sorrow Is I Used To Read All The Time And Now, As A Writer, I Don't Have The Time To Read.

Every Fairy Tale Had A Bloody Lining. Every One Had Teeth And Claws.

I Loved Him Even Now, As He Took A Knife To My Throat, As I Drowned In Blood, As I Whispered "cousin, You Were Wrong. We Were Born To Live.

He Wanted Pain, I Saw That In Him, And What A Man Wants He Will Often Manage To Find.

He Fell In Love With The Way She Closed Her Eyes, Long Before He Fell In Love With Her.