In shadows' grip, where death entwines, A union forged by cruel design. Lau, your beloved, now cold and still, our vows forever unfulfilled,

Ghost marriage binds, a haunting tie,

Yin seeks Yang, in harmony to lie.

And yet, living souls, torn from their kin, to slumber with the dead, a mournful din.

As you walked through the silent halls, whispers of families pleas, a bitter call. To mend the balance, you must descend,

A living bride, your life to end.

In ancient china, a spectral bond entwined; Ghost marriages, where the dead and living find. Yin and Yang, in harmony they crave, this union seeks to mend from beyond the grace.

In realms of shadows, spirits yearned for peace, Bachelor and Bachelorette, their hearts did seize. Lonely souls adrift, their spirits unfound, threatening the living, cursed and unbound. In order to quell their restless spirits, kind sought a way, a mate from realms unseen, to end the sway.

Deceased companions, chosen with care, joining at burials, a union beyond compare. From China's shores to southern lands so bright, the practice thrived, in both day and night.

Wealth and status marked these spectral pairs, seeking solace and balance in life's affairs.

With the living left behind, a bridge was cast, to appease the dead, and ease the troubled past. Ghost marriages, a tapestry of woe and hope, a statement to time and spirit's endless scope.

And in death's embrace, you faced a grim deceit,

A love story, bittersweet and unkind, a union planned, a life to share, but destiny had a different affair.

You thought to marry one alive and well, but life's cruel twist, a tale to tell. A fateful meeting, an assassin's hand,

A love cut short, a life forever banned.

Lau, your love, your heart's desire, fell to the earth, a flame that expired. His family, your kin, a decision made, to lay you both, in death's bed.

To lay you both to rest, in eternal sleep, forever together, in the family's vault, where love would keep.

*And here, you found yourself,