The Girl on the Aisle
by: Lyka-chan
Peaple talk as she walks,
Down the aisle where she stalks.
Some don't like how she looks,
Others knew she play with dukes.
With Princesses and Queens,
Her beauty is in par.
No wonder Kings and Prince,
Would come and go so far.
The saddest part is yet to come,
She thought of what she has become.
Suddenly, It's hard for her to breathe.
When halt she did, chatters bid.
She took a breath so deep.
Heels turned, to promise she can't keep.
So she run and run, she run.
Away from the man upfront.
