My Modern Elizabethan Tragedy

May 3, 2010
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I’m tired of the lies,
The part I’ve always played.
A tragedy so strange
That Shakespeare must have staged.

You were once my Romeo
and I, your Juliet.
That love would seek me once
But I just didn’t fret.

Time flew by so quickly
Before you shot me down.
This wound you cannot heal
For I still have not grown.

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