When the night is right
And the stars shine bright
She will appear
And bring upon fear
When the sun shall rise
And nighttime dies
He brings harmony and love
As he soars through from above
When the day is changing
And the skies rearranging
When they meet all hell shall rise
For their love, when it dies
These so called star-crossed lovers
Oh no, oh no, here we go again
From the beginning to the end
Counting down the time
As we watch their downfall in it's prime
These so called star-crossed lovers
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The form and content are things to admire. Excellent job in beautiful rhyme scheme, keep up the good work. Thanks for sharing.