There once was a prince
He found the princess
The prince kissed her
But she did not wake like in the stories
For she was not warm
She was cold
She was not breathing
She was not there
She was not
She was
She
Open your eyes and you will see
How awfully lonely life can be
She
She was
She was not
She was not there
She was not breathing
She was cold
For she was not warm
She did not wake like in the stories
For there were no stories
For the prince did not kiss her
For the prince did not find her
There was never a prince
There was nothing
She was nothing
She was
She
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catdad:
I love this. But, at the same time, it's heartbreaking.