So Called Star-Crossed Lovers Poem by Chelsea Palma

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