Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Moulin Rouge, but this is just a vague poem similar to Satine's end. But I do use Come what may a lot so yea!
A/N: Another thing about T.B. It can spread by singing &
If your upset easily by Character deaths then do not read this poem
Their Story
Oh! Come what may
Blood slipped passed her painted lips
He stains his shirt to dry away her tears
He holds her in an embrace
They made a promise to love each other till their dying day
Oh! Come what may
They've never seen the sky quite like this
A timely death
with just a wish as her memento
To fly away
Now she's gone
Oh! Come what may
Days turned into weeks
Weeks into months
Then one not so special day he sat down
at his typewriter and wrote their story
The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love
&
Be loved in return
THE END