Their are spider webs in this court room.
I feel as though I am entangled in one. But the sunlight peeked through, making them invisible. Almost sheer.
I wear a simple dress. Cream. Not white, for it is for purity...
I am not pure.
Cranberry lips, messy hair...
My mind has nowhere to go.
You take my hand. The papers are signed.
There is no riding off into the sunset. It's just drifting in rushing current.
I am all yours.
Til' death do us part.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 3:22 AM UTC
Their are spider webs in this court room.
I feel as though I am entangled in one. But the sunlight peeked through, making them invisible. Almost sheer.
I wear a simple dress. Cream. Not white, for it is for purity...
I am not pure.
Cranberry lips, messy hair...
My mind has nowhere to go.
You take my hand. The papers are signed.
There is no riding off into the sunset. It's just drifting in rushing current.
I am all yours.
Til' death do us part.
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