Gliding Through Life Comments

Gliding atop rails away from the city, suburbia was revealed in all it's graffiti splattered glory,
Like hell fire or something out of a Grimm fairy tale,
I pass martyred led filled angels abundant as rain in the amazon, necks strangled from suit and tie, color stripped from flesh, I wonder did they deserve to die?
We're they crooks or curriers, thief's or therapists?
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