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Juliet's older sister
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Romeo's friend
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Tell her, I'm real. Tell her, I'm here. Don't let her forget me. I will try as hard to keep writing more for you to know, just please. Don't let her f..
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Such elegant words, my dear. Ha! You make me laugh. You make them all laugh.
Do you hear her sentiments? A drag, an utter drag, she can never escap..
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No. It doesn’t matter if you don’t think me real, but I am here. I have promised. After I wrote my confession, I have reached a resolve. S..
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I wonder…you seem to know what I'm feeling from that barren land, but our worlds are different. Yours is a barren land, a land of the damned wi..
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I wish to escape but I know I will always be trapped. Binding me to His eternity. I want to awaken but I already know. This is reality.
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Should she be pitied or should she be killed?
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She's dying and she can never escape, but can she at least be saved?
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There is so much deception. It gets to the point that it can't be seen whether it's good or bad.
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