Love me again
like you did before...

Oh, great Guillotina, goddess of guilt
I worship at your razor sharp blade...

At last I have found my rain
and I feel so free...

Master Po when will it be time
for me to leave...

Those roses that we both planted
but somehow were taken for granted...

The times that we had; Just us two.
Disappointments shared; We were blue...

At the end of the day
we take comfort that...

Are you real or just a mere thought?
Will you still be there when I awake...

Could I be just dreaming or is this true?
That you were meant for me and me for you...

A moment of silence then a moment of clarity;
Power is immeasurable running through my body...

There once was a lady with bony knees.
She would do as she damn well pleased...

Once I was a loner
and friends I had none...