Augusta's requiem (pt1)

Rain clouds keep,
hovering her head,
fat drops running down,
her neck it's kind of sad,
because this was not meant be,
it's was only meant as a present to me.

and you think got all planned out?
don't think for a second that I won't,
drown your soul in doubt.

so you think you a got masterplan?

you were her lover,
a love machine,
you were her lover,
in Augusta's dream.