Hand in hand

 

we walk towards our doom.

 

The watchful eyes,

 

the hushed smiles,

 

the gossiping covered

 

by grimy hands

 

that watched us

 

fight to death.

 

Perhaps it was

 

a bit of a story

 

similar to that of

 

Romeo & Juliet.

 

Though the love

 

that you had

 

for me,

 

pounded through

 

your once blood-poisoned

 

h e a r t,

 

my love was shallow

 

from the start.