CHRIS, CHRISTINA & CHRISSIE

Siblings the same
Crank call the game:
the children of Crystal are many...

The glass & the ice
when life can't suffice
gives you love when you're not having any -

But I've never know them
and I've never wanted...

Not been that desperate
nor been that daunted...

But I've seen their victims;
tormented; taunted...

Crystal's a ghost
that's left us all haunted.


Written By Jason Wright
OCTOBER 13, 2006

 

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