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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