tangled
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Mother has always told me the only reason I would ever be loved is for my youthful looks
Father left her – left us because she no longer had her looks
Whether you were told I was stolen or given
my story was shared.
The ending never right,
but nobody cared.
Here's what happened, so pay attention.
To this day I'm still unsure
Rapunzel looked out of her window,
and down from her tower,
she knew she would never leave,
This is so tangled,
I can't figure out what happened.
He loves her and she loves another
and now I love him.
Funny how you think this
kind of confused doesn't exist.
