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Broken Music Box

A poem about memories and the heartbreak that comes with them.

By Elizabeth MustainPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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My heart is crying, the words you said to me

Still clear as the tears falling down my face.

I can't believe it was just yesterday

That the feelings we had were broken

Before then, it felt as if

The days were just rewinding

And playing over and over

Like a scratched record, like a broken music box

Now the sun no longer shines

In my heart, all that remains

Are the rain and clouds that are colored so gray.

The love we had, I could not imagine

It ever ending, breaking apart

Was not in my mind.

But now I stand here

With my face full of sadness

And the words replay

Like that of a broken music box

"Let's just be friends," You tell me

At least we can be

That much I can say

I cry and you walk away

The hours begin to flow

You're now but a faint memory

Of days gone by, long past

The songs we sang

Haunting my dreams

Just like that of a broken music box

As I wind the song up one more time

I think of you, and your smile

I sit on my bed and cry for awhile

Listening to that song

That we had called our own.

In my dreams, you are now gone

I can hear that faint song

Just like the broken music box.

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About the Creator

Elizabeth Mustain

Hi, my name is Elizabeth. What I write can be a bit sad, as I've suffered from depression, and honestly still fight it every day. Writing has helped a lot with it though, and hopefully, my words will be able to move you, even a little bit.

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