Zombie Bride

She wears a creepy look
Blood on her face
Stare as sun shines
Matches her grimace.

Stained wedding dress
A bouquet of dead roses
Captivates my soul
Gives me short pauses.

She’s about to run away
Never let her go
Shall I be your man?
So please don’t say no.

A bang from the gun.
They run for their lives.
Stay on my side.
Be my zombie wife.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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