Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love.
He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.
I smile to myself knowing that they may be dead.
If that happens again someone's gonna get shot.... with an arrow of love!
For this freedom I have given all I had For this darkness I gave my light For this wisdom I have lost my innocence Take my petals And cover me with the night