The first sight of you,
Took my breathe away, too true...

Here I sit slowly wishing for my death to come,
Cul-de-sac...

Pondering on this dusty road,
I remember carrying you...

Moving along, steadily, as I waste each day it...
So shall I blunt it out once again so I can drip...

So Mr.-solid-as-a-rock
I'm pretty sure you have hit your final mark...

Seeking this emotion, has cupid fallen to never...
Man has taken the pistol and shot this heavenly...

Three but one on a daily basis,
Mocking the school criteria amongst many faces...

Where I'm at, total shock,
Not caring yet growing my lock...

Each time I think of you,
My eyes blur, tears too do...

All I do is think of you
yes lady, your smile I dream of too...

Throwing it away the thousand of troy
tanya my jill, my heart , the boytoy...

Yes the booming of the underground
indescribable feeling, my constant...