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The bride
she walks
slowly, gracefully
lead by a figure
of importance?
What key does he hold
What lies has he told?
To pass you onto something more
He waits
patiently
nervously
Are you still the one?
Has time just begun?
or has it ended.
like poison
shot out, from a gun.
The taste of yesterday
still lingers on his tongue
and
All the others,
too whom have they gone?
-L.C.A.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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