in new chances,
the same old sins subside.
the lies repeat,
the curse of star-crossed kings.
she's royalty,
the lips, the tears she cried.
she is all shape,
straight legs, blonde mess of rings.
a silent night,
what's said that can't be heard.
the longest day,
yet weeks pass by with speed.
the color green,
grief that cannot be unlearned.
the warning shout,
volume for lack of need.