To thee was once uphold
A promise once bestowed
A ring to us bequeathed
To this item our soul breathed
May this ring amend our past
As we make memory that will last
In front of the altar we promise
Man took a hand and gift a kiss
A contract our blood teared up
The love and lust crumpled the paper
When quill we used dried the cup,
The sea of love now turned into vapor
When one took it off
Oblivion must put away
The flower falls off
As you forgot the marriage and didn't stay
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HELLCOME (story and poem)
HorrorPoems and stories about how cruel the world is. Life situations that may or may not be helpful for you ∆ contains darkness ∆ We got a story that might fit the dark imagination of yours Stories that might trigger some criminals out there #1st in dark...
