here comes the bride...
walking up the aisle
heading towards the altar
eyes on the floor
vision blurred by tears
everyone staring
holding their breath
scared to look up
breath becoming constricted
starting to lose consiousness
feet slipping from under her-
falling back
the last thing she sees is the church ceiling
eyes slowly close
one thought and one thought only
im the bride
yes, im the bride
then all fades tho black
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