THE LITTLE WHITE BRIDE

First she 

Then they 

Then me

How did this ever come to be? 

I still struggle to see.  

 

A little white bride 

So innocent with pride 

Had no clue what she'd find. 

Sweet 16,

Meets love of her life, 

Oh what a dream, 

Or at least so it would seem.

 

What started as love

Turned into a drug, 

Those charming eyes, 

They could well serve as spies, 

Full of deceit and such lies. 

Her soul quietly cries. 

 

Torture & abuse, 

Forced to be a recluse 

And made to feel of little use

What pain for the little white bride. 

 

Slowly dying inside 

She had three doves to hide

But the little white bride had no where to hide

Tortured & used 

So royally abused

And no one knew just what to do. 

 

The little white bride  

She’d struggle and fight 

With all of her might 

To make it go away.

But no matter how hard she would pray 

Every day 

The tourture and abuse 

Would come to play.

 

A virgin bride, 

White gown, 

Church bells 

5 maids, 

Proud father, 

A happily ever after,

But oh what a disaster. 

 

Now the little white bride

Has no need to hide…

Her abuser dead & gone 

For all he did wrong. 

She now lives in peace 

Without a master &

She lives on strong

Well past that disaster.

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C.J.D

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21.2.21

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