The day was supposed to be happy and bright
But you chose that day to blight
You left me at the church your ex you went to console
leaving me at the church alone
The ink already dried on the marriage certificate
You made me sick to my stomach
I stood in the garden a lone solitary figure
You threatened to pull the trigger
I was trapped and forced to live a lie
I was not ready to die
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