These musty thoughts of hurt
Never again to be retrieved
From the recycle bin of this mind
The dust clogged chest of drawers
There the cobwebs will multiply
In this musty room dump the trash
The smithereens of my broken heart
These musty thoughts of hurt
The hideous ghosts of the past
Severely battering today’s happiness
A millstone around the neck
That event cast into an abyss
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