music box

music box

A Poem by butterfly

Bombs fly
rubble all around
angels cry
humans shout
the love is gone its too late
everything fades away
only the fallen bodies remain
no one cares who they hurt
when will we find the end to this evil earth curse
you hurt me
i guess you got what you wanted
another body
another need for sex done
now you leave for stockton
no space for me
i dont want it now then
go on and go
farewell my fake friend
even heartache fades in the end
in time its you i will forget
angels cry for the dead
you will regret
but its too late
you chose your fate
i can never trust you again
it hurts
all i wanted was the love
i see your touch was the evil earth curse
all that remains is the hurt
everything
fades away
but the song of love plays on in the sound waves from a music box
where love can never be lost
where love can never be over
all the truth hurts
yet you go on like its nothing
thats how it goes
but the song of love erases the dark sorrow
as the music box will still play tomorrow

© 2024 butterfly


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Added on January 25, 2024
Last Updated on January 25, 2024

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