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I've never had a music box so I thought I would make a memomry as if I did have one.
Submitted:Jan 11, 2012 Reads: 7 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
My voice is a melody
My body is made of porcelain
You keep in me all your treasured joy.
My reflextion is you
My heart is a dancer
You don't use me as a toy.
I am high on a shelf
I am resembled as love
You never see my beauty as coy.
I will not grow old
I can be passed down
You can always give is as a foy.
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