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I straightened my tie, my noose of choice. I surveyed the nerves, boutonnières, cuff links and best men dressed then stressed over punctuality. ** I am late in my white dress, my unstained reminder. I rehearsed the vows, poses, held my roses and had my ladies in waiting, waiting. ** I wait at the archway, stiff, starched and looking rented for the occasion ** I wait for my turn to walk the plank, the aisle spans oceans and I am unsure. ** I am unsure but it is too late. She sees my face and searching behind her veil for sympathetic shared fear. ** I give my father a mechanic kiss, I twist and face my future. ** I smile and wince, I take her trembling hand, I find her eyes, I see my future. ** I smile and wince, He takes my trembling hand, He finds my eyes, I see no future. **
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Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 6:34 PM UTC
Ever After
I straightened my tie, my noose of choice. I surveyed the nerves, boutonnières, cuff links and best men dressed then stressed over punctuality. ** I am late in my white dress, my unstained reminder. I rehearsed the vows, poses, held my roses and had my ladies in waiting, waiting. ** I wait at the archway, stiff, starched and looking rented for the occasion ** I wait for my turn to walk the plank, the aisle spans oceans and I am unsure. ** I am unsure but it is too late. She sees my face and searching behind her veil for sympathetic shared fear. ** I give my father a mechanic kiss, I twist and face my future. ** I smile and wince, I take her trembling hand, I find her eyes, I see my future. ** I smile and wince, He takes my trembling hand, He finds my eyes, I see no future. **
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Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 6:34 PM UTC
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