I heard a story, once, twice, when I was young
About a girl, boy and a violin
I heard a story once,twice when I was young
She loved to play, he loved to dance
They loved to sing themselves
Into a blinding trance
I heard a story once or twice when I was young
About a boy, a girl, a violin and a trance
They would sing and they would dance
Playing the violin, their violin
Till one day, it broke
I heard a story once and twice when I was young
The strings tore
They cried
It's neck broke
They fell
On Their Knees
And it's soul dispersed
Into the cold air of forgotten
Memories
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PoesiaI just want those who love poetry and our sad to know that some people understand and I'd know one save for God loves us and I love you and we can love each other and we're perfect and this is basically how I felt while I was in the deep stages of m...
