Trigger Warning: SA!
You took away everything beautiful in the pretence that you were the only beauty I needed. What beauty do you see, when you're nightshade of the sweetest perfidy?
Can I call you a prick or will you resort to stratagems and trickeries? This treason is not a timid girl's pleasure, but it's what she needs to survive this world. Letters of a cannibal, you tortured her soul. She's her pretty heroine, love was too brutal.
I can't pretend to admire you anymore, your stains on my skin are 7 years of skin cells to replace, 7 years of relationships to create. In nightmares, this terror is to sabotage the efforts of each week. I will never get over your touch without a tear-softened cheek.
Casualty on the balcony! Rosaline's took a leap, and poor Romeo seems not to care about their blood-ridden sheets. This scene repeats a day later with more romance than pain, no casualties tonight as the moon wanes!
There remains pretty soliloquies and other grave mistakes. Rosaline's body is in soil of secretive sins, so are you content Romeo with the problems you create?
© Sincerely, ♡ - March 2023
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