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Author: Travis C. Eckert
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-06-06 - Updated: 12-06-06 - Complete - id:2286316

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Travis Eckert

Wentworth, Lindsay

English 101; 4th period

5 December 2006

Tybalt Now Gone

A nice man an ally to the prince I kill,

I give him a new wound open his own flesh,

My own rep gone just easy to take a pill,

I hate to kill not to feel better now flesh,

Him I once knew bond by wed I hate him,

Sweet rid thy fault get new thing not my steel,

I curse him with a hurt from blade hate them,

What they want us to do is just to feel,

I can’t do more then what I cause once more,

I love to hate him but now to be wed,

I had to kill him but I did really adore,

But now I ruin thee now sleep in your bed,

Blade cut through him get rid of go gone now,

This one thing gone away with a fast now pow!



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