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Brides Sorrow


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Brides Sorrow

 

Red rimmed her eyes for faded tears

old cloth crinkles in spider webs

her heart beats for each of her fears

upon her face she wears the veil

 

Her love will come nevermore

day and night she collects the dust

her cries heard across the sea shore

upon her face she wears the veil

 

And still her wedding dress is worn

while the moths eat away the cloth

her heart forever will be torn

upon her face she wears the veil

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