The streets are still the same and the buildings hold but memories of how it used to be.
From little girls to viscious monsters did it take for all to see.

Weve grown into women physicaly we have changed,
but the nasty bite of innocent jealous souls are still the same.

I walk my path looking straight ahead remembering the long dead,
Keeping to myself wondering of those successfull where have they been led.

You live your life and Ill live mine, Ill be the one with the strong spine
As you age in your, crap dont stink mind.

Our now children will learn and grow
of what they wished they didnt know.

Your mouth is full of tainted acid
and what you spit is just classic.

Know your place, coz Im here to stay,
when you see me comming get the hell out of my way.

Your not worthy of my inspiered words
the pot you boil is simpley curds.

Time will tell and you will sleep,
thats okay, coz you will keep.

meooow

Wait crimson.... Drop the pickaxe.... Oh god.... NO!!!!!!!!!!! *GORE!!!!!*

LOL I loved that!!!!!!!! Awesome....

Thats the way to tell em girlfriend ! I like it!

"purrs"



"grrrrrrrrrrrrr" Thanx buddy!



*big hug's* I feel better know, 10 - Q.

I liked that Crimson:) nice and poetic

Good one...You tell it like it is