Till death do us apart,
I dreamt that I was a married man.
Then I lied,
The heart died,
Till death do us apart.
I cried on the day we got married.
You wore white,
I wore black,
I smiled.
I thought I had found my one,
I lied.
Till death do us apart.
Joseph Tanner
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