I feel myself weeping one tear after another
My cheeks are stained
My face is warm
I feel the emotions pouring one by one-
Than by the dozen
I feel myself drifting
I become what I have feared for a long time
A loner, a outcast (GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS!!)
Than I am sheep without a shepard
I feel lost
My neck becomes cold
My tears drying from the fan that blows
I hold the card to my chest
I remember the face of the man
The face of love and he remembers mine
The beloved, the wanted!
Now I am gone, no better, he is gone!
I doubt he'd would remember I?
Me a shadow in the dust formly known has beloved; As Queen...
Its been centuries of years though the time
I am weak; I am strong
I haven't yet to see your face; why would you see mine
A shallow heart of a shell
A begotten hoe
Was I not everything to you, was I not everyone!
No..., I feel myself utterly confused
The tears start (NO! Not again)
The tears flow...
I weep and weep
Becoming a rock with no emotion
I lose, I lose...
I become what I have feared
No I am what I have feared
A loner, a outcast
Youre beloved in memory
In thought and sound
Youre beloved in the shell, flowing,- flowing through