Found this one on his second hard drive, think it was made right before summer that year. I can only assume the title is a reference to pokemon black and white? googled it and a location in the game came up. Zion was a huge fan of that franchise, never got into it much myself though except for the trading cards. This was one of the few songs i actually remember hearing him record, since normally he was too reticent to sing when we weren't out of the house

fortunately he transcribed the lyrics:

hanging your head down in places where it really shouldn't be 
getting upset over laces that ledgered in raillery 
placing your bets, drain sedating your stead while you're smiling

how happy will you get before you scream 
how happy will you get before you scream

but if i was you i'd know the words to say to say to me 
and now it's coaxing the hallowed baste, just let me grieve 
and now it's coming true, you weren't the face that i had gleaned 

hanging your head down in places where it really shouldn't be 
braiding your bed over sabots embedded in xylene

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he had a thing for dual titles earlier in his work, grew out of it though

i remember that night on christmas eve, we had almost called the police department after he'd been missing for 2 days, but he came back to the house around 3am. Mom and dad interrogated the hell out of the poor kid as to where he'd been but he wouldn't let up. Locked himself in his room all night and i'm assuming recorded this (judging by the dates from the folder), but i wasn't awake. Zion never seemed the type to get into substances, and he didn't display signs indicative of it anyway, but it had to have been something significant. He didn't talk for a good few months afterwards. I just wish he would've opened up to me, but being the youngest sibling i was generally disregarded. I try not to hold it against him, but it's more difficult than i'd like to admit sometimes.

Treading the marish

I hold the brume close to me, but her body’s not like mine 
Plaiting the cordage  
run my hands through the fireweed 
haled out in flume

two eyes, four legs, white scales, sharp fangs,
pitching, dorsal, ivory, rippling 
sleighting, subsumed

when she breached the water
I knew I’d seen something that shouldn't be
but when she breached the water
I felt real

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Zion Foster was a prolific artist who wrote and recorded hundreds of songs during his adolescence, but became a registered missing person along with his mother in 2012 when he was 17. As his younger brother i saw it fit to start an archival page for his work. Studying for my masters in CS though so uploads may be sparse

he was the most incredible person i ever knew, and it'd mean everything to me for the world to hear what he had to say

zion foster

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