Color Escapes Her

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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My community
Our world
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