Defiant Queen by Jagger Cole

She can’t remember.
I won’t forget.
Two houses, both alike in indignity.
In violence, bloodshed, and tragedy.
But this rose by any other name would still be mine.
Death couldn’t take her from me.
Her running away won’t either.
I pulled her from her darkness, and wrapped her in mine.
Now I’ll turn the world to ash to find her.
My sweetest torment, and cruelest obsession.
My tale of woe.
A shattered Juliet, for the anti-Romeo.