Elevators to hell
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How is your connection with your past today
Do you need help going down the designated path-
Way is your intended destination
We don’t really give you design choices
Only forces so we can trade stories like guilt
Feel your fault you fell
Blame bastards for your plastered names, engraved in hollows your children’s hands built
Holding hands with the corners of shadows

Sorry you didn’t learn how to blend with the juice of survival
You thought justice was included in the price of breathing
Do not wait for your alternatives
They will be pried out of cold blue fingers, winged tips of deaths winter
Will be

your narrator
the pretense of history has become forgotten in lies we are fed computed to

the layers of bodies in my past are invisible to the inhabilitated 34% of our populace

we do not belong in a story book invisibility is not a cloak one picks

when souls are wishing suicide brings heaven
Except evil is too nefarious and the Weight of guilt brings none close enough to the man in the sky forwhite feathers becomes new wishes
Cause coal is not and never will be trending

Yet people keep throwing lives away for something that has long been outdated
And should never have been in style
So now we spend time dating lives like tittles
writing letters to the cloaked
because no one is visible in death
Bodies build walls between history and the presence of our future

Destroying the concept of time
Waiting for timelines to twirl into double helix’s

So out of the erasure bits of
generations would cover the pencil lines until doves rise out of these pages into permanent marker

Establish yourselves in history books because we don’t have enough
red ink to let history repeat its
Pages burn
Its
People burned

And only phoenix’s can revive the idea of survival out of our ashes

Artist: Jade Terriss Talamo         Artist Age: 15

Artist State: WA    Artist Country: United States

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