When I cleaned the house, I found a forgotten stuff.
Slowly, I frowned and huffed.
In the palm of my hand lays a music box
I thought hard and knew what lacks.
I opened it and its serenade lingered throughout the room
I suddenly remembered when my heart bloomed.
Sweet pictures of our memories flown in the air
You stole a piece of me, I never found it anywhere.
I see those dancing lovely note after note
I sensed the aching deep down my throat
I don't wanna cry, please, no more
You left me drowning and you just looked at me from the shore
I closed my music box, I don't want my time to be a waste
Not again, so I shook my head and tried to have them erased
I almost believed that you're already the one
You've hurt me; now you're missing me 'cause I'm gone
It's kinda funny, how a single piece of melody
Could bring you back to a painful memory
Cheated on, lied to, taken for granted, and a broken trust
Forgotten stuff like this should be left to rust
Memories shouldn't be cherished, not anymore
Convincing myself, I locked the door
You didn't care enough for me anyway
So I shut my eyes, exhaled your poisoned love, and turned away
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"Inside my Music Box"
@Yours, Kitty ❤
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