My dear Juliet.
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projectshay A walking contradiction
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A poem about Romeo's last few moments.

*Inspired by Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare*

My dear Juliet.

I sit and I wonder how different life would be

if I just for a second

mention the beauty that I see.

All around me are shadows

waiting patiently.

Plotting and scheming

of a life awaiting me.

How did I get to this place?

A place of darkness,

treachery,

self-imposed fear

of holy matrimony.

Sitting in the dark

waiting for them to leave their mark.

Creatures of the night waiting for me to arrive

so that they can celebrate my demise.

Waiting.

Failing.

Falling.

Distorting.

Oh, how my life has come to the wickedness of doubt

and shame

and unfailing resentment

not towards anyone in particular,

but to myself.

Indeed,

I'm at the mercy of what's known to be

a blissful disease:

all-consuming,

all-encompassing;

I do not fear what I do not know.

How could I when I have nowhere to go.

I revel in waiting to meet my lover,

this is it.

This is my end.

This is the story of how a true love's story

could never suffer.

My dear Juliet,

wait for me

for I am coming

to be with thee.

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