Down and down he falls like a clown
What continues to roll with it is the sand
They all clap, None help from the town
They are all gathered as if performance of a band
Raising his head in disguise they witness his frown
Then comes a lady who lends him her hand
Beautiful and divine she wears a white gown
For a moment he forgets all the pain and just stand
Like Romeo and Juliet their affection is so profound
She gently passes her hand over the burning scars he wears
As she cleans off the dust, down her cheeks roll the tears
Staring with a passion he adjourns all her fears
Wrapping her in arms they recall the golden years
The time she was the princess of the mighty town
Once fell in love with the nearby theatres clown
Under the stars blossomed her love with this lown
Her father , when he knew, used the power of his crown
Her lover was separated and bullied with all stones
Everyone participated even if they were unknowns
Tied in iron chains, he was helpless, they carried hones
Losing one sided battle he was lying prone
Then one man kicked him with all his force
He stumbled down the lane a scene that was worse
She ran from her palace with guilt and remorse
How inhuman you are she shouted at the norse
His warmth was all lost the embrace was now cold
He was motionless so she tightened her hold
Closing her eyes she decided to fold
Their graves, are now sacred for lovers,studded with Gold
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