Bride in Black
Running on rose petals,
sharp heels piercing the dirt.
A trail of betrayal,
and a heart that bleeds.
With heavy footsteps, she lunges at her victim.
An ensemble plays an encore.
Nails viciously claw and tear,
ripping away that rot and ruin.
Screams of mercy are drowned out by her rage.
One sees red, the other has his eyes closed.
As crimson tears cover her dress,
the bride bears the mark of death.
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