The Little Battered Music Box

Illuminated by the moonlight was an open, battered music box, and standing in the middle, was a small, broken ballerina with its back to her, its arms outstretched. Its body was battered and its flimsy little dress ripped.
And to go with the little broken doll was the little broken tune. It played slowly, and halfway through, something stuck, and then, the little music box whirred and it started again.