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The Little Wooden Box

The Little Wooden box

Written by :  Blayne 

Theres a little thing called love, ever heard of it ?

It comes in all shapes and all sizes...

It hurts when it leaves and it's amazing when it stays.

It could go on for days....

Kissing, Touching; a loving embrace and a smile drawn across your face

Locked in a room with a trapped door on top, that's locked and filled to the top

with things and memories, you hate to remember, about that cold, little day in the mid of December.

She grips you tight, you cry at night because your trapped from the sun light.

She keeps you in a wooden box, thats locked to the top with her lies and her cries and her foolish way

until that one day that your best friend strayed, he said not a word as he picked up the box and unlocked the top of that little wooden box. You smile as he pulls you out from the cold and into his bed, where you both lay cold.

Cuddling for warmth, you look into his eyes; so bright, so light, yet so dark just like that wooden box

and as happy as a dying baby fox...

He smiles weakly as your lips collide...

Just please....don't hide because....

He's loved you forever and needs you right now, but the scowl on his face, just makes you frown.

You ask him what's wrong but he doesn't answer, instead turns his head to the dark little corner.

Your eyes turn cold as you look straight ahead as the girl you once loved is hanging, dead.

You wake up cold, drops of sweat, lay gracefully across your face.

The clock reads five, as you look around at the dark wooden place.

You scream but your voice goes unheard cause your gone....

in not his heart, but hers.

She played you like a little doll...

that falls

that cries

and that crawls

She never really loved you, just let you in

So she could break your heart over again

He watches from the outside that little wooden box

Afraid of what will happen in you look at his watch

It's been 6 years and he's cried too many tears

hoping and praying that you would one day you'd awaken, in tears

and take him into your arms

So gentle

So sweet

And the day you get to meet

Kisses so sweet; along the gorgeous silk sheets.

The wind blows by as he unlocks the lock

to your heart 

but not the little wooden box.

It's up to you he says and walks away

now your stranded alone with the key thrown away.