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My father walked me down the aisle But it wasn't with a veil My father walked me down the aisle My eyes were dark and pale. My father walked me down the aisle Towards the priest in white My father walked me down the aisle My eyes were staring without sight. My father walked me down the aisle But I'm not dressed for Him. My father walked me down the aisle My figure wan and thin. My father walked me down the aisle I'm dressed in Sunday best, My father walked me down the aisle Tears falling onto his breast. My father walked me down the aisle But we're not holding hands My father walked me down the aisle My men around me stand. My father walked me down the aisle Without something old or something new. My father walked me down the aisle Without borrowed; nothing blue. My father walked me down the aisle My face is all made up My father walked me down the aisle The priest prepares the bloodcup. My father walked me down the aisle But I'm not standing tall My father walked me down the aisle I'm hiding underneath a pall. My father walked me down the aisle Along with five other men. My father walked me down the aisle The ceremony's about to begin. My father walked me down the aisle He set me down at the front My father walked me down the aisle His baby is at the forefront. My father walked me down the aisle And sat down at his seat My father walked me down the aisle He sat, and then he weeped. My father walked me down the aisle His job is almost done My father walked me down the aisle Eyes staring at no one. My father walked me down the aisle And then left me far behind. My father walked me down the aisle I'll always be on his mind. My father walked me down the aisle And left me in my grave My father walked me down the aisle A last flower petal is what he gave.
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
My Father Walked Me Down The Aisle
My father walked me down the aisle But it wasn't with a veil My father walked me down the aisle My eyes were dark and pale. My father walked me down the aisle Towards the priest in white My father walked me down the aisle My eyes were staring without sight. My father walked me down the aisle But I'm not dressed for Him. My father walked me down the aisle My figure wan and thin. My father walked me down the aisle I'm dressed in Sunday best, My father walked me down the aisle Tears falling onto his breast. My father walked me down the aisle But we're not holding hands My father walked me down the aisle My men around me stand. My father walked me down the aisle Without something old or something new. My father walked me down the aisle Without borrowed; nothing blue. My father walked me down the aisle My face is all made up My father walked me down the aisle The priest prepares the bloodcup. My father walked me down the aisle But I'm not standing tall My father walked me down the aisle I'm hiding underneath a pall. My father walked me down the aisle Along with five other men. My father walked me down the aisle The ceremony's about to begin. My father walked me down the aisle He set me down at the front My father walked me down the aisle His baby is at the forefront. My father walked me down the aisle And sat down at his seat My father walked me down the aisle He sat, and then he weeped. My father walked me down the aisle His job is almost done My father walked me down the aisle Eyes staring at no one. My father walked me down the aisle And then left me far behind. My father walked me down the aisle I'll always be on his mind. My father walked me down the aisle And left me in my grave My father walked me down the aisle A last flower petal is what he gave.
#suicide#death#funeral#father
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fallingagain
23/F
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
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