Romeo apart of a hundred miles,
Astray from Juliet’s serenade sight,
Trigger her tears to meekly fall,
Demolishing her everglowing spirit.
Darkness clothes on Heaven rim,
As a rose breathe in dark forest,
Her aura evolve into windswept pity,
Turning into storm paralyzed entirety.
Every thought of the knight,
Swaying his sword in war,
Roaming in the aphotic forest,
Tainting the soul of rose.
Reincarnation of light,
Unclothe the holy heaven,
Solacing rose and forest,
Arise with the return of knight.
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