17 September 2012
He was nineteen, she twenty A holiday romance Never thought he'd be her type But still he took the chance
True love blossomed, he proposed A happy life was planned They both felt that they had been Dealt a lucky hand.
But life can play a wicked game Hope one should never foster The night before their wedding day She was stabbed; he lost her.
All rights reserved. Nom 17th September 2012.
Sudden Loss • Opuss № I