When love fails what is there left to do
But to surrender to the darkness
That lurks within your heart
Please follow me to the broken music box
When the light flickers out
What is the point in fighting?
They hold all the cards now
And you've ran out of credit
And now follow me to the broken music box that will never be repaired
Over and over again the same song plays
Just like your life
A life with a start but no finish
Now follow me to the broken music box so that we can finally end this charade.
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The Broken Music Box
PoetrySomething i wrote years ago that i thought i would share...