Down the Aisle
She saw the backward turn of his head
The almost wistful look in his eyes
As he walked down the aisle
With his delightful bride
It could have been her
But alas too late
She must not dwell
On what could have been
She finally sees the cost
Of her unconfessed love
Her sighs and sadness
Will always linger
In her memory
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