Here, Now, Forever
I speak of a woman I’m sure you dont know,
A troubled young damsel named Cloey Monroe,
Now I have seen pain, cruel wretched pain,
From my best friend going insane,
To my very own girlfriend getting raped,
Her screaming mouth sealed with tape,
For her there was no escape,
But that does not even begin to show,
The pain of the life of poor Cloey Monroe.
Born in a restroom stall, her mother remains a mystery,
Raised by a foster family who molested her savagely,
Addicted to cocaine before the year of fifteen,
She is the saddest case I have ever seen,
Some days, silver rings hang from her lips,
Lost in the trails of her life-long trip,
Now she robs stores with her old friend Keith,
Holding on to her sanity by the skin of her teeth,
Pushing cocaine, among dozens of drugs,
The only family she knows are crack smoking thugs,
She lives off what she steals, and what she deals,
She has stolen a number of some hot-wired wheels,
So many woes for this lowest of the low,
This unfortunate one, this Cloey Monroe.
A few months after being molested, this poor young girl was arrested,
For narcotics possession with intent to sell,
Just another detail in her living hell,
She hasn’t sleeped in over two years,
Lying awake, crying wretched tears,
Snorted more of that [profanity edited] than I’ve ever seen,
Her pretty young face that evil hides behind,
Bent over the table to inhale another line,
She overdosed last night, but now shes fine,
I pity her for whom she once was,
Most likely you will never see her,
Nobody really does,
There is nothing therein those blue eyeballs of sin,
So much of that poison her young mind was fed,
The poor little [profanity edited] is nearly dead.
They found her last night, needle in arm...
Cloey Monroe, oh man! Cloey Monroe.
Eagle - I deleted out your profanity as it goes against the guidelines and isn't acceptable for the forums. Thankyou
Will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?
[This message has been edited by Severn (edited 12-27-2000).]