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The musical clinks and chinks
Of glass splashing onto this hardwood floor
Take me back to those dear, sweet memories
This is the sound
That a teenager hears right after those words,
And these words will resound for years
This is the sound
That every single mother will repeat to herself
Curled up under the covers, alone
This is the sound
That decorates a sad love song
Whispering a could-have-been that's been lost,
The sound that still echoes in my mind
From a time that I've tried and tried to leave behind
This sound is the cost
For your first love, first kiss,
And the first time that Cupid's arrow missed
Not winning a heart, but hitting it
This is the sound of a heart breaking.
 Deoxyribose Dollface · Sun Jun 07, 2009 @ 02:08pm · 0 Comments |
