Tears roll down, hitting the floor,
Crying since you walked out the door...
The things that go on while you grow up today...
I've sworn myself to secrecy,
With a knife against my wrist...
It was my first time trying out a Pantoum...
You're the fruit I dare not taste,
Yet I cannot let you wait and waste...
You know that feeling you get, in the pit of your...
like if you werent with them right at that moment...
You\'re my woman, my lovely Queen
And the woman of my dreams...
Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold...
How i wish to be your hero
to protect you from deaths embrace...
I wake up in the morning
With You right by my side...
Faintly you still whisper,
To someone who is not around...
~Waisted Time~
Your the gurl in my dreams...