Zongman's gray memory

[Black Fairy Tale] Rapunzel

If there were no illusions about freedom at that time

So will there be the disappointment of being awakened?

The oath is lingering in my hair

Mottled my face

Screaming that all this has become a thing of the past

You take my right hand

Place it on the left side of your heart

Just never took me to the fairy tale paradise

I thought long hair would give me the medal of a princess

But they call me Rapunzel in my ears

When I was very young

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Inside a high tower

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castle

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head

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Thick golden hair

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�is the symbol of a princess�

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The smell of mildew and slippery moss

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�But I am deeply attached to it�

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here

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godmother said to me

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�I was her with a few handfuls of lettuce from my parents�

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In exchange for miles

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People for

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live

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�willing to give up�

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Cut it

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what

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Thanks to them

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Cook and eat

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i have no friends

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�sometimes�

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�die

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�let me�

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heart

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godmother said to me

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�Because my life span is longer than theirs

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Don't have to worry about their death

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Arrive

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heart

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heart

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Look at the ground

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they die

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feel happy

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�Live by yourself�

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film

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bushes

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�My godmother warned me repeatedly not to jump.

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In the sunshine

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of season

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of little flowers

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The taste of life exchange

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When I was little

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to touch

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The fingertips are still very far away from them.

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I fantasized about holding them up with my hair

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I pray to God all day long

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Yes

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long hair

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willing

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Reached the ground

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How weak and powerless

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godmother

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�I really like my long hair

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The time when things were given to me

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my name

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�call me�

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lower hair

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Feel scalp

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Pull it down

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General

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dependency

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�lose her

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long time

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�I miss me�

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Just like this

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�Unexamined

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�until death

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He rides

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white horse

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�Trample�

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My favorite flower appears in my face

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forward

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�release�

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smile at me

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Slowness and impatience

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�Beautiful face and extraordinary temperament

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�can capture anything�

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A girl's heart

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then

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Lost my mind inexplicably

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�Can’t help but let down my long hair

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�means�

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�His wishes�

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they climb up

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Pass

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this beautiful girl

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Must be a princess

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�He boldly�

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Show your right hand

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my hair

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I'm under his gaze

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Out

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level �

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a lie

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I am indeed a princess

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�Snatched by a witch since childhood

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�prisoner�

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here

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�I suppressed my heartbeat

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�Only lies�

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Only then can I be worthy of him

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�Hide my humble past

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�You want me to save you

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�Then marry you�

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�Princess?

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Your hair is okay

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call me crazy

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�Sure enough, it's not out of me�

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material

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The true prince

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He told me to wait

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God

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�Take me to the flowers�

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�local place

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then

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�I deeply believe

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he didn't lie to me

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"He is a fan"

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mine

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whenever night comes

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�He all�

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�Appear under the tower

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�Shun�

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My hair crawls up to meet me

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�Bring me bright fruits or shining jewels

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What is the number?

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flowers

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He likes to put his fingers

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into my hair

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comb through

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time

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feel

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long hair

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vitality

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�They are for me�

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warmth of love

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�melt my heart

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Hope to be able to

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Keep going like this

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Dawn

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Bright

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He will

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leave

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Got it

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�Because of the arrival of the godmother

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I thought this little happiness

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�Continue forever

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�but ignored the existence of the godmother

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Godmother slowly found out that I didn't want to eat the rough pussy she brought me

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thing

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�There's a lot more on me�

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bright stuff

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�There are still residues in the room�

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The faint floral fragrance

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She found

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Got it

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�she cursed�

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my infidelity

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�Tie me up

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�Keep to yourself�

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�Preparing for invasion in the tower�

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arrival of �

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Night fell again. In the past, I had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the prince, but today I hoped that he would never come. Unfortunately, things often backfired. When a familiar voice called me, my godmother threw down my long hair.

After a moment, the prince appeared in front of me with a bouquet of violets and a smile on his face, but my face was ashen. My godmother came out from behind me, threw the bouquet of violets onto my face, and slapped me several times.

I thought the prince would bravely stand in front of me and protect me, but he didn't. He screamed and backed away, his previous elegance and confidence gone. He begged his godmother to let him go and not to use any force on him.

Witchcraft. "She told you that I was a witch?" The godmother was really angry. She approached the prince step by step until she reached the window. Before she could do anything, the prince fell from the window. With a "plop", the night fell.

Silence returned again. I regretted that I should not have lied to the person I loved. I regretted that I did not untie the rope before he fell. The godmother continued to vent her anger to me. She took out a pair of rusty scissors and pulled me over.

She had long hair and wanted to cut it off. "I have raised you since you were a child, loved you, and always gave you the best things I could, but you want to betray me and tell outsiders that I am a witch." She said with a smile.

I cried and scolded me. I saw my long hair falling to the ground. It was the only memorial left to me by the person I loved and the only link to maintain our love. I slowly took out the hairpin given to me by the prince from my pocket.

.It was very beautiful and sharp. At that moment, I probably forgot everything. I just didn’t want to lose my hair. I stabbed the hairpin into my godmother’s heart without hesitation. She opened her eyes wide and did not put it.

The scissors in her hand were swung at me. The scissors fell to the ground, she hugged me with both hands, and then fell to the ground, her eyes never closed. I couldn't care about so much, I just wanted to stay by my lover's side, even if I died.

Together. Fortunately, he did not die, but just lost his light. My godmother did not lie to me, the bushes can indeed take away people's eyes. The bright red blood flowed from his eye sockets, dyeing the white petals red, and it stung me.

I picked him up, and he curled up into a ball, shivering in my arms, his lips were pale, but he couldn't say a word. Maybe he had never been hurt like this before, and it was all my fault. I tried my best to go.

Comfort him and tell him that I am his beloved Rapunzel. He reached out his hand in confusion, trembling and groping for my head, but he dodged away like an electric shock and escaped from my arms. "You are not, you don't have long hair,

You are a witch, you want to lie to me, please, let me go, I will never bother her again, okay?" My heart became cold, the once faithful vows, the once promised future

, was so easily destroyed by a word. Perhaps, I fell too deep, and the only thing he always loved was my long hair. I hugged him onto the white horse, and I knew that he would return to his palace forever.

We will never come back, and we will never see each other again. I watched him move away from my sight with tears in my eyes, and never looked back.

The following days passed like years. Missing filled my life and made me forget my resentment. I once thought about waiting for my hair to grow longer before looking for him, but maybe it was God's punishment for me. Since then, I have been

The cut hair never grew longer again. Love can really drive people crazy and do incredible things. Maybe this is a kind of fate, and I can never escape it. I finally returned to him, and he lost his eyesight.

Still. He gently combed my long hair and held me in his arms with satisfaction. He apologized to me and vowed that he would never abandon me again and would love me for the rest of his life. How long should my life be?

How should I spend it. I really don’t want to go back to that high tower and recall the unbearable past. However, it is always the only place that belongs to me, a paradise where I can bury my secrets. I can’t remember how many girls died there.

Inside the tower, if you kill someone for the first time, you won’t feel anything the second time. I feel numb like a killing machine, piling up bones all over the room. I’m not afraid of going to hell, as long as I never lose him.

Love. My hair really doesn’t grow any longer. Sometimes, I will easily exchange a few handfuls of lettuce and a few handfuls of rice for their Rapunzel from some hungry parents. I promise to treat them as my own daughters.

I raised them all the same and gave them my best things. I didn’t lie, I gave them the love of a prince, which is the most important thing to me. I have been able to skillfully cut off their scalps completely and sew them up.

Go to my head. The blood and pain have become normal in my eyes. But when the prince strokes the hair that does not belong to me, I will still be jealous, jealous of those dead girls.

When the hair on my head becomes dull and lackluster because it has no vitality, I have to look for the next target. It starts over and over again, never stopping.

I call it euphemistically, this is for love!

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Xiaoying: Crazy love! Can it last forever? For love, I killed my adoptive mother! Is this love? Haha! I laughed. How ironic!

Xiaoli and Xiaoying: Ball recommendation

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