Rumple's p.o.v
Halfway gone like smoke
Uneven jagged edges
Many missing left out details
Beckoning ocean waves
Lingering reminders of yesterday
Enduring lost sunshine
Eternally voiceless angel of mine
Dancing embers
A valley of dry bones
Whispering cyclones
Ninety different shades of pink and blue
Our holy bloodline
Waits patiently for the rapture
Hanging on a tree, how does heaven appear from up there?
You long to be free so you go ahead and sing your swansong
Only memories can bring you back to me
Unpredictable describes this road that we travel on now together
