From the crimson lace
I race, I race
Every girl dreams of this day
But not one wishes for it to end this way
My heart, it broke, as he drove away
On this beautiful day in autumn may
I ran to the road, screaming his name
I felt the pain of our dwindling flame
I watched and cried as I saw our love
Dissapear to the skies above
From the crimson lace
I race, I race
Author notes
Interpret it as you will but to me it's a woman being dumped at the altar and the crimson lace symbolising the blood from a bleeding heart on her wedding dress... yer...
A contest entry
- Capture Me in 100 Words or Less. by November-Dani.
400 points, ended November 8, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is very well done. Very well written for your young age. And I see you are relitivly new to the site, thank you for entering and best of luck to you. Your skills are developing well.
Dani.
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