Wedding Ring

Curtains drawn, choking back the tears,
loved him more than the love, my lips whitened.

Curled myself into his arms, the scent of a beautiful bond fading,
lying on the floor, with a heavy ring resting on my finger.

Bed covered with dust, windows shut forever,
wagon of my life collapsed, clothes still drenched in his love.

Years passed, the burps of the void paralyzed the tint of red,
writhing in agony, the white dress stained.

The platinum is weeping hard, eyes loosing all the colors,
harder to live by, his smile is counting my breaths.

"Married" said my grave, roses of all shades,
the wedding ring reflecting his face.

Curled myself ..............................on my finger!

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