Gown

She sits there in a white dress
Her life is a mess
But she keeps it pressed
Sitting in sobbing silence
Hoping this was all pretend
Her heart shattered into pieces
Many went missing with his footsteps
How could it have gone this way
Reliving how they first met
She stood shakly in her cardigan
He was smooth and effortlessly cute
Wearing his Lettermans jacket
They were seniors in school
Now she sits in her wedding gown
Ontop of where he lies in the ground

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