Let me tell you, I'm in love with you,
In my wedding dress I'll say I do.
Let us sit out in the rain,
The wet, your touch, wash away the pain,
Against my neck, I feel your breath,
Whispered words, no thoughts of death.
But no this dream cannot be real,
Cuz by your grave is where I kneel
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
dreaming about marrying billy. lets just hope that he doesnt die before i say i do.
