There's a great space between us, and it's filling up with everything we don't say to each other... and everything we do.
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i meant it when i said i loved you. even if i was too late
there was ever only you.
please understand.
please.
stay.
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There is always light to see. Even in the darkest of nights the moon and stars guide you on your path. Have no fear, for the light is always there. You may have to search a bit, but it's there.
You will never be so broken that you can't be fixed. There's simply too much light to grab your tools.
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maybe tomorrow i'll find my way home. maybe. just maybe.
so much work put into that bread. those crumbs. only to have them torn apart by the bitter forest.
maybe the path will be a bit clearer. maybe all those breadcrumbs i left along the way won't matter so much.
so soon was it that we had held hands. gretel and i. skipping through the forest. yet sooner still was it that we tumbled down the hill. breaking crown. breaking down.
where do i begin when every ending puts me right back at the start?
how do i mend this broken shell, with not but gum and string and a distant star to throw my wishes at?
and where were you when everything was falling apart? when goose's walls came crashing down? when wishing stars fell from the sky and interlocked fingers were torn apart? when toy soldiers rusted up? when jumping candles burned the skin and riding hood was never seen again?
when childhood dreams of love met their end under undertaker's blade.
where were you. in this sad and broken tale of woe.
with no crumbs, no stars, no path to guide my step...
maybe tomorrow i'll find my way home. maybe. just maybe.
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