Chapter 1 - Untitled

Romeo, oh Juliet



Die, romantic lovers. Is this the love you see?

Living paranormally in each others cold arms, no life.

Nothing I say or do will change this, now will it?

So why is it I care about you two so much?

Die, romantic lovers, on the path you now lead.

Everything is so much harder than it seems.

When parents split one heart into two,

You each whisper, “I can never be with you.”

Dead, romantic lovers. The vial falls to the ground.

Tears are streaked down your lover's cold face.

To mix with her blood, fallen on the ground.

To her you say, “My love, it can never be this way.”

To you she replies, “Our love will never separate our souls.”

Dead, romantic lovers. Juliet with his knife, Romeo with her potion.

Souls departed, bodies lain together for the last time.

Romeo, oh Juliet.

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