Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Act 5, Scene 3

Poisoned lips
One happy dagger
Secrets, betrayal
And early demise
No sacrifice truer
Or greater before
No love as pure
Or trusting hereafter
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2 comments:

  1. daynaOctober 4, 2010 at 5:54 PM

    this poem made me think of romeo and juliet...is that what you had on your mind?

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  2. HeatherOctober 6, 2010 at 9:33 PM

    Yeah. That's exactly what it is. The title is the act and scene with Romeo and Juliet's deaths

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