Once saw a dream,
But got shatter with my screams
I thought nuptial is a gentle stream
But for me, it's a grim.
I was told not to talk,
Not to dance with folk
My groom never came with me for a walk
And treated me like a bollock.
He beats me hard
It feels near to graveyard
With no lifeguard,
Got stuck in this junkyard.
Now, everyday a bit of mine die
Everyone becomes a spy
I wish I could fly
But end up with a cry.
Stories are many, but words are few
All I have to say is
Take me out of this blue...
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