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by Kath Em Aug 13, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Walking down the aisle the bride with her stunning gown. Side by side with her dad and never going back. Getting closer to her end Clutching the bouquet with all her strength A quick glance to the groom "Oh my god, I wish this would end soon" A few steps from her death her father leaves her side whispering "I'm proud of you" showing her the nonreturnable path. He takes her hand and a smirk crossed his face. Knowing what will happen, she lowers her head, and wishes she was someone else. A forced "I do" and a tear shed. No one will ever know, that the bride just dug her grave.plz make a comment.