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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