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Shakespeare would be proud... perhaps

Its  a real life R&J; her and me that's Romeo and Juliet don't you see? minus the suicide of course, but true all the same its fate and destiny that I blame her as a Capulet, the majestic Juliet I, the Montague, Romeo, no regret Theres the suitor first, Paris who had his chance This princess of a lifetime and he only offered one dance no wonder she left him, the arrogant ass did he really have a chance, that boy had no class. I stole her heart with just a look, what's that say for me? charmed i'm sure, but I'm just that damn lucky to take her hand in just three days, lucky lucky me she had my heart with a gesture, me happily obliging to her every command after all, I'm a gentleman I have no time for swag after all, yolo makes me gag
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Nov 20, 2013
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