My Dear Fiance

August 21, 2011
Rose petals, rose petals

scattered perfectly down the aisle.

Tear drops, tear drops

streaming beautifuly down his cheaks.

Whispers, whispers

"where did she go?"

Sirens, sirens

police burst in the church

White and red, white and red

her day has been ruined.

Body bag, body bag

he was that close to marrying the love of his life.

Heartbreak, heartbreak

So close, but never close enough

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