You're an evil fiend, no more than a knave.
Your indifference has dug a deep cold grave,
Six feet beneath where you lay your thoughtless head.
You're an Enchantment Killer, all the world's magic is dead.
Your headboard is my headstone with dragon wings spread.
It bares large, bold carved-out letters painted in ******-red.
  It echos agonizing moans of past torturous sadness you fed,
  And engraved in the stone's cold face, this is what it says;
"Here  Lies  Jayme's  Beaten  And  Broken  Heart."  
  Forgotten­  And  Rotting,
Buried Under Your Bed.