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::exhibition 666::
A new scultpure,in the early morning, arrived beckoning critics, meanings to be derrived a beauitful structure cast in red emitting an inner glow, crimson shed arms out-stretched like a crucifiction on her knees as if forced into sunbmission slashed were the arms, upturned to the sky beautiful crystal jewels, the girl did cry a sword pushed deep into her back unleashing demons, bleeding black art critics swarmed from far and near intent on analising the sculpture here \\\\\\\"It\\\\\\\'s obvious\\\\\\\" said a critic from Jersey \\\\\\\"this is a simple depiction of a desire to be free\\\\\\\" \\\\\\\"I disagree\\\\\\\" argued a critic from someplace else \\\\\\\" although these wounds were made by herself it shows society forced her into this decision\\\\\\\" \\\\\\\"Nonsense this is purely a slander against religion looking at how an ideology has brought oppression\\\\\\\" \\\\\\\"Or maybe\\\\\\\" said a woman \\\\\\\" it shows a girl\\\\\\\'s tragression rebelling against standards imposed by men by destroying her beauty she severs ties to them\\\\\\\" the men shook their heads in disgust \\\\\\\"maybe it shows how now we place all our trust on omnipotent being content to watch us suffer and instead of making it easier, they make it tougher\\\\\\\" \\\\\\\"or maybe it shows the damaging reliance on material objects forcing us to be the subjects her relief is given by a knife\\\\\\\" \\\\\\\"or maybe she is trying to regain control on life\\\\\\\" said i repulsant man, made obese by his greed \\\\\\\"the presures we place on our children, demanding them to bleed\\\\\\\" they ponder like this, arguing ideas gaining insight shrouded by fears the meaning of this sculpture that was sure was deep and while they stood the the blood did seep the statue was bleeding before their eyes but they were too busy in their \\\\\\\'imprortant\\\\\\\' lives to even notice the black blood staining the floor and more slashes had appeared that weren\\\\\\\'t there before to busy were they to hear the muffled cries of the girl trapped as she was in her frozen world she looked out from her cast iron prison hearing them try to come to a decision she held the answer that the critics had the structure simply showed that the girl was sad
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