Another Juliet is dead...
And a love story is born.
The chapters are written in red...
From the ink of my tears and blood,
...the heart so brutally torn!
Another Juliet is dead...
And a love story is born.
You read the chapters of love...
Nay, her tragedy...
For the love is so long gone!
The pain remains...
My heart bleeds and eyes weep in vain.
The phoenix of my love refuses to die...
As another Juliet is dead...
And a love story is born!
She knew not when she fell for it...
for her love story would thus end in such tragedy.
And now I know not...
Whether to curse or bless...
For my Romeo couldn't care less!
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