THE WEDDING THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN
It was in her dreams
She closed her eyes
And walked down the aisle
The flower petals softly raining
She opened her eyes
And smiled warmly
Awaiting the arival of her groom
But where has he gone?
She waited paitently
Telling them all he will show
But he never made it
He missed his own wedding
Behind a locked door
Still drunk from the party
But knowingly breaking
His lovely brides heart
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This is the journal that from now on will hold all my poems that dont have to ryhme.