My music box is broken

The figurine is dead

She’s fallen from her pedestal

And right onto her head

`

I got this little music box

The day I first met you

And now that we are over

My music box is, too

`

The sweet chimes of its song

Are silenced by the springs

Too rusted to continue

Pulling on the strings

`

But I can’t throw my box out

It helps remind me of you

The love used to have

Before our time was through

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