He was Late

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She stood

A chair below

A noose above

A locked door ahead 


Phone vibrates

A message shows

He loves her

He loves her so much


She is sad

Says she is alone

The chair flown

The noose tightens


He waits

Ring hidden away

He saved up

Kept at bay


To give her a day to remember

Now is a now a day he will remember

He was too late

She met fate

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