The story
Sweet things crumble when trust starts to crack.
He stands in a kitchen where sugar and bread sit out like a truce, but the silence between them keeps widening. Every small kindness tastes like a warning now, and the broken trust in the room makes even the simplest meal feel like it could turn cold. He reaches for what used to hold them together, and it gives way again.
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Lyrics
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