\u00a0 By Dave Tierney \u00a0 A white dress caresses her soft squeezing hands, Alone at the altar, where she still stands, Heart throbbing. Not sobbing. She patiently waits. \u00a0 In deafening silence sending prayers to the fates, Slowly.\u00a0 Softly. a figure appears to answer her why, She\u2019s confused at this news, It must be a […]<\/p>\n
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\u00a0 By Dave Tierney \u00a0 A white dress caresses her soft squeezing hands, Alone at the altar, where she still stands, Heart throbbing. Not sobbing. She patiently waits. \u00a0 In deafening silence sending prayers to the fates, Slowly.\u00a0 Softly. a figure appears to answer her why, She\u2019s confused at this news, It must be a lie, Her horror\u2026 like thunder, under moonlit skies \u00a0 The whispers of Death, moisten her eyes, Forgive her her sins. For she\u2019s lost all hope, Separation dictates, she ligate the rope.<\/p>\n