I remember the lights, as they started to fade
and the damp smell of dirt in the freshly dug grave
I remember the music in the background that played
but for the life of me, I can't remember his name
I remember the dress that I bought for the dance
and the way that we met, I mean, what are the chances
Sitting alone in the park, with my book, on that bench
where he performed magic for his nephew and friends
He was sweetly shy as he sat down beside me
the time seemed to fly when he asked if I would be
Interested in a date, maybe go see a movie
and when he smiled, my heart fluttered, so I gladly agreed
It didn't take long until I sensed something was off
there was a scent on his clothes that made me start to cough
I began to feel dizzy and the look in his eyes changed
his smile transformed into a smirk making him look a little deranged
I drifted into a memory of my family and friends
all gathered together, through a rose colored lens
There faces, distorted and covered in tears
they kept saying, it was tragic, but it was getting harder to hear
Then, there stood my daddy, and his face was so sad
I tried so hard to reach for him, but my arms hurt so bad
What was happening to me, I was gasping for breath
when I came to he was on me, choking me to death
Then I realized what had happened and the room started to spin
I began to mourn and was saddened for things I'd never do again
Then everything went dark and the sound faded away
I wish I had the chance to change my choices that day
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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