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The Wedding Singer

The organ’s playing
The entourage started coming
I see him walk
I see him smile
He is so proud
And yes… so in love
He stayed in front of the altar
Waiting for his lovely bride
When she finally came, he held her hand
She’s so beautiful
So wonderful
I know she’s everything he wants
She’s the one he loves…
It’s now time to recite their vows
And so the music was played
I have to sing their wedding song
And I don’t know why there is pain
He hears my voice…. And he stopped for a while
He looked at my direction
He can’t believe it with his eyes
He sees me smiling while I sing
He tried to look me in the eye
But I looked away from him…
‘Coz I don’t want him to see me weeping
I was smiling outside…
But crying deep inside…
I don’t know if I can bear this any longer
I was hurt… my heart’s wounded
Then the music fades together with my voice
I ran away… ‘coz I have no choice
I ran away because I know that I can’t stay
I ran away from the man who used to be mine
But failed to stay for a lifetime…

July 11th, 2005 by michellelucero on Friendster

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