She was the needed calm, after the dark chaos,
The scary tide of pain, that comes and goes,
Gave peace to the quakes, that reside the heart,
And when she came, brought joy a lot.
But she knew, it was calm before the storm,
And she knew , the tides of tears would surely return,
The poor heart, why always wanted to smile?
She was a beautiful pink lotus, amidst all the vile.
The wings of the heart, were just starting to expand,
Was about to fly high, to warm Shakespeare's land,
Oh Juliet, why regret all the shady past?
Oh Juliet, why worry, the uncertain tomorrow?
In a flick of time, Juliet, drained all the sorrow.
All the tears that he'd seen, didn't teach him the guts,
All the vacant screams he did, never touched no hearts,
Poor Romeo, sadly only knew, one way to live,
With no thoughts and space, he had, only pure love to give.
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