Jake Ayala Poem
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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Hello. My name is Jacob Ayala. I will be reading a verse from my own work and m r L m got the bonds these moments, and with their backs turned to one another, our hands drift ever so farther away, our clenched teeth grind in our mouths to deter those words that needed to come out so badly. One hesitates and looks hastily over his shoulder in the hopes that she will turn as well, and that their eyes may meet for another moment and at the moment that happened so many times before can take its place in a blistering silence. No movement. Those eyes go hungry. A montage of what was flashes before those eyes. Let's stare into the growing distance in every moment. Such defined beauty fades in and out of reality until they give in and indecision to create, into avoid, from which they never will return. I want to, but I mustn't turn my heart beats in exasperation. I turn and with an incredible the humans yell out what we both wanted to hear. It's too late, and my call falls on deaf ears. Nothing but the stars illuminate a path which I didn't want to travel alone.