CAMELOT FANTASIES

She sits on the chair with her long flowing hair waiting for her man to come
to her rescue.  Day after day and night after night she waits for her delight.
As tears fall from her eye gently weeping behind the bushes someone is creeping
As her heart beats fast and her body begins to melt, the strangest feeling
comes over she ever felt. She said she's broken and needs repaired but in the
end no one really cared. The noise she heard was not any man and the feeling
she got was not any soul could stand. Trembling with fear and panic with
fright this vision of beauty would soon loose her sight. It's sad once you realize
the only thing you can count on is the blood in your body that drains from
beyond.   So tonight as she sits with her long flowing hair is there anyone out
there who really cares?  She sits all alone breathing slower as her heart rate becones
extreamly lower. With her last breath before she dies the man of her dreams
appears before her eyes