She should feel so good,
The way she knows she should,
In a silky white dress,
She is feeling the stress.
All she has to look forward to,
Is to say I do.
To her the blue sky has turned gray,
As she just wants to throw it all away.
She locked herself in her room,
This isn't the man she wants as her groom.
The blood had never dried,
For this once love struck bride.
The life used to be great,
The kisses so passionate, the nights so late,
The arms so warm, once were the standard fashion,
What ever happened to all the passion?
It all died when he left that night,
Waited til the stars weren't so bright,
The real love never came back,
The train went off track.
This groom never was the same,
The love could never be reclaimed,
She walks down the aisle terrified,
This once love struck bride.
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