Romea and Jewel
on this darkest night I find my lightest light
An uncertainty to purity, but faithful always
Forever in the shadows we must remain
My treasure, my jewel and I
Once angels, now devils advocates at play
Paris do not weep at my victory
Weep knowing that your jewel is lost in my hands
Willingly
Star crossed paths; by heavens faith we were bound
A rose aged is still a rose beautiful none the less
A rose dead is a beauty gone too soon
Oh jewel, oh suns twin, my rose, my reason for being
No matter if you here or there I shall follow
Worlds poison take me to my jewel
Take me to my last breathe
poem by Olivia Helmes
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