Knitted together in a collapse of paradise and heaven,
A famous resort that was never affordable when you had the highest paid job in the world,
When you passed on, you entered the kingdom of smiles and laughter,
Never turning back to see the ruins on earth you left behind,
With the people you shared it with.
Desperate to turn the tide, you let the gates of luxury close in your face, the cold metal,
The metal that pressed against your skin like glue to paper,
Lost, now, afraid of being separated from everything that you were positive of,
Now you aren't so sure.
Silly remarks folded on top of each other, silently cursing under the pressure of a new comment or insult,
Struggling to feel with all the numbness weighing down on them,
Wondering why they were created.
Was there ever a point in anyone creating a phrase that hurts someone,
And knowing it?
Now you're lost from the kingdom of heaven forever.
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