Craving A Song

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Craving a song
For the beat
For the melody
For the lyrics
For the memory.
A place I can't return to
But, I listen to a song,
And I'm there.
I'm the girl I used to be.
I'm the girl looking for an adventure.
I'm the girl with innocent eyes.
I'm the girl with a joyous heart.
But, when the final chord is struck,
I'm transported back to reality.
It's the final "gong" of midnight
And my carriage is a pumpkin,
My dress is tattered,
And my Prince Charming no longer cares.





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