I dream and I dream that Romeo, my knight in shining armor will awaken me with his tender kiss. I have not woken up yet, and I feel no kiss on my now crimson lips. I feel like as if I can't move a muscle. O, powerful potion. I hear a noise. My eyes start to open after, which seemed, like a long restful sleep. I see Friar Laurence and he keeps on insisting for me to go with him. All he wants its to save himself. O, holy man, how grateful I am to you. I ask him where is my Romeo, where is my love? He points to where my dear Romeo lies, DEATH. O, love, why! I kiss his lips. No! O, thy lips are warm! Romeo, Romeo! O, happy dagger, there you stand. I love you Romeo and now forever we will be together! (Stab myself)
I now see that our death was not in vain. That horrible feud is settled forever. The Montagues and Capulets will construct a statue, here in Verona, to remember my and my Romeo's love.
Just like the Prince said, "For never a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo." :) AWW
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