Shall I ever know a love so true
as Romeo and Juliet, sworn to the moon?
If so, shall it be a fearless knight?
Or a daring lady of the night?
Men, I have been told, may hold my gaze
but men, yet again, still cause my pain
shall I then love the source of pain
Or hold fast to their fickle name?
My mind, thus taught, doth too agree
My heart, taught not, won’t let this be
I’ve tried my best to love a prince
But a queen my love doth know indeed
Mirror Mirror on the wall,
Find me the finest of them all,
Heart of stone, full of gall,
And do not catch me when I fall.
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