thats all im hearing
walking down these halls
for the last time
see your face...
bleeding tears
...evil laughter...
watching you after all these years
doesnt make sence now does it
i win you lose
just because you think
you dont know
not knowing
makes you weak
you is weak
im the strongest in this battle
im making you nothing but my cattle
and if that dont scare you
...just wait...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to scare all it that y you write if not please please tell me