Runaway Bride
RUNAWAY BRIDE
Down the ailse she walks
Bouquet in her hand smile on her face
To the alter where her love awaits
Her heart so pure and true
Her friends and family all in view
Her veil hides her face and tears
Her body hidden by the dress she wears
White the colour of purity
Pink the color of innocence
Her dark brown eyes clouded by promises
Thump thump her heart beats faster
Her grip tightens on the arm of her father
Every doubt shes ever had
Passes through her mind , so ugly so bad
Questions to which she doesn't have the answers
Her footsteps slow to a halt
Curious eyes look to her
Back and forth, bride and groom
The mistress there pretends to swoon
But she knows better the lies and laughter
Behind her back they all must chatter
She turns around and begins to run
As if someone there held a gun
Out the door her veil behind
Bouquet on the floor , her name being yelled
Oh what a tale, a tale to tell
Once upon a time a girl fell for a prince
No other man she fell for since
A real prince charming to her eyes
She was fooled from all the lies
Once upon a time a girl fell for a mister
But soon she found out
He loved her sister.
Copyright © Makayla Gilchrist | Year Posted 2016
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