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Early in the morning

Hands gripped my back

Stood me up and slowly

Gaunted the neck

Who never had belongings

Flowing through it's veins

They killed a souless body

Put it in a bag

Threw it through the ceiling

Until it almost touched heaven

For many years it's falling

Trying to get back

Sunlight is unfriendly

To where it sat

Fueled with redemption

Trying to repent

Haunted with tension

Done to itself

Rotting in depression

There it went

Stuck in this life

Without any thoughts

Pressured against the sky

Nothing was ever mine

Never seen or heard of

Still above you all

Naked I am hanging

From the raining clouds

Drops are gifted with falling

From where I am not

Dirty rain is pouring

From my pain soaked holes

Every drop is cutting

Through the floor

Where it touches earth

Soil won't grow any crops

Never seen or heard of

Still above you all

They tortured me slowly

Cut open my back

Gaunted my body

With used blades