A/N: Hey this is Zed :) This is the first poem I've written, so it may not be the most amazing thing you've ever read :P Anyways, this is a poem I wrote from the POV of Victor Van Dort, a few years after the events of the Corpse Bride.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the film Corpse Bride, all the rights belong to Tim Burton and the owners of the film.
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Why?
Why did she go?
Why did she fly?
Leave with the wings of a butterfly?
I loved her dear, I loved her so,
But when the shadows come and go,
I know that I must move along,
But I can't forget her lovely song.
Nothing could fill that space in my heart
That I have grown as we've been apart.
I know I shouldn't be mad.
I should be glad.
I saved her from her fate to be,
Lying under that old oak tree.
Season to season, year to year,
Hoping her true love would venture near.
Still I wish, with each passing day,
That she could've been mine, that she would have stayed.
She is nothing more than a strong memory,
My very special friend,
Miss Emily.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Stay tuned for more if you want :) Also, I am willing to do requests so comment if you have any! Peace out shadows! ~Zed
