The Apothecary

Got the inspiration when thinking about Romeo and Juliet... and the stack of medicines in my cabinet... The aspirin in my room..

He, who hath tamper'd with Mother's children. 

Ripped out their hair and limbs. 

O' there, extraction begins.

The stench fills the air. 

Tis, the Apothecary who hath tamper'd with their blood. 

In his magic vial. 

Creating a new potion; an elixir. 

Mother could do nothing. 

But watch her children die. 

For magic that could cure. 

Heal. 

Kill... 

O' Sweet Apothecary-who found the magic. 

The ability to heal a witch's wart. 

Or to cure body's plagues. 

Sweet scented. Taste of weed. 

The one the tongue yearned for-

Relieved. 

Hie you, he who hath found the poison. 

And bade Romeo to his eternal sleep.

Next to his beloved Capulet. 

Thou art curs'd. 

With the knowledge... 

Of the mixtures.

Brewing in your cauldron. 

As the sweet and bitter scents taint the air. 

Like berries and smoke. 

Hot limestone. 

Permeate the air... 

Disgusting addiction. 

Come hither, Apothecary;

and give me a vial of magic. 

To sweep away the pain. 

And numb the senses. 

So that I feel no agony. 

My heart goes solid. 

I pay thee with my finest gems. 

Three- 

A translucent duo and a stone of love. 

A single rose. 

Withered. 

Hardened into a precious keep. 

I pray the bribe enough. 

True, Apothecary. 

Thy drugs are quick.

As I do quothe the filial Romeo. 

Quick to grasp away the essence of life. 

And the soul. 

Fill the vial with tears of hate. 

The flames of scorn. 

The green of envy. 

Blood of devastation. 

The breath of Death. 

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Author's Note

i apologize for any flaws. I just hate it when I'm thinking of a word that I want to use, but it just won't come. And when I'm empty headed, it comes.
Its truly annoying man~ xDD