Shakespeare had it wrong when it came to us

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A love as sick as ours could never last
But only end in death for the one
Kept trapped in the web.

We could have been Romeo and Juliet-
Romantics
But with a striking twist;
Our hands would part forever
Our lips locked in a fatal kiss.

And then, in eternal rest
You would
Sing me sweet lullabies,
Kiss me with razor edged lips.

Make me suffer-
Pull the silky covers up
Over my head
And let me stain the sheets blood red

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