When everything you know changes

When even the sun refuses to shine for you

And the rain falls on every other person but you

When the people you love…

Yes, those ones you grow your hair for

Tell you love is nothing but a fairytale

No different from tales of godmothers, tooth fairies and Rapunzel

They tell you,

That there is no need to let down your hair

There is no one waiting at the bottom of the tower that is your prison.
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