Different hues and different shades appear in stories told
through time and space the tale of love, in every shape is sold
across three scripts what could have been potential love most true,
Lust, dishonesty, hate and haste have tragic endings drew.
Conflicting views from either side fashioned a love in the middle
A bond began through a look and haste, but logic, there was little
When truth from vivious lips doth fall, on ears already feighn'd
Honesty's lost, by sad misuse, for promise's now tainted
If born from lust, but care not of the struggles of their brother,
both fault the end in guise of truth deceiving both the other.
Is love in vein? Once can search these tales of sordid action
(so choose yourself, which course you'll take, to counter) Shakespeare's fiction.
(i don't like the last line. and a few lines in between)
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