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I (Inevitably) Did
I really didn't like her, but her form was suffocating me! Who'd doubt her beauty was well carved: a man with sense enough to flee? If so, such sense eluded me; I promptly took her vacant hand and donned my darkest nuptial suit, surrendering to fate's demand. My eyes grew pale, expression bland, with nothing but her brittle smile to keep my body bordered in the destined vow I thought worthwhile. And as we walked that scarlet aisle, the people showered us with love: some threw bewitching blood bouquets; some shed their tears into their gloves. Her father gave me but a shove into her needy open arms. And who was I to disregard the key to my beloved's charms? He knew that I could never harm what grew from his paternal bark; he too threw prickly patronage with silver smile, tuxedo dark. Some close companions left the park; their sniffles so appropriate; though, secretly, a few were glad to know my life was finally set. My kindred was uncertain, yet they knew her beauty would go far, and so they left me in her care, forever their untimely scar. I drove away with her; my car felt cramped from silent air so ill. It was too late to incremate our bond: "part ye do death until." I really didn't like her; still, I lied in pulpous bed all snug; she smothered me with watchful eyes, and furnished me an endless hug.
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