Lonely Bride

By Storm December

Disclaimer: This is MINE do NOT use without MY permission!

I fill you near me,

Though you're not.

I hear you speak,

But then it stops.

I look for you,

But you’re not there.

Yet I can feel,

Your presents here.

It seems the night,

Has lit the day.

Yet I’ve not seen,

My wedding day.

Bitter tears,

And closing eyes.

A river of blood,

From a lonely bride.

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