| .The Music Box. Voices Soft, alluring a music box a music box Pain I can feel it the remnants of a love gone wrong a love gone awry Love gone astray Forget? **Regret?** It's been so long I want to forget you Leave me to rest but the voices twinkling notes in the [music] box bring back the memories I writhe Pain And yet I listen to the music box over and over Why do I do this? When will it end? over and over my [music] box my [lonely] self (sigh) Release from Pain. |
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