Color Escapes Her

November 17, 2017

The music box plays no more

Without knowing there's more in store

For she escapes through the color of sound

No longer wishing to be around

A violin plays so faint

The colors fall

For they broke down her wall

The waltz begins

And her head spins

For she is finally free

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