church halls

scream,
let all the windows shatter from the vibrations released,
voice choked from the throat squeezing,
echoing inside hollow walls,
a body now relinquishing,
the birds flock and create a ritual,
flying overhead to mask the death that has occured,
my head thudding on the ground,
knees hooked over,
cement cracking from the weight,
shoulders bouldered over in stress,
hunched neck
while skin holds the last bit of skeleton left
hands still reach the skies,
when I weep,they all come and listen to the tears
they say they can hear them whispering and muttering hymns,

in all this pain,
your voice is a ballad thats called upon daily,
my ears sing your name like prayer,
on the day of judgement,
I guess you will hear how my organs started to fail,
in withdrawal of you,
how they began to adjust,
toughen up like cement,
to build walls up once over,
the centre piece still warm..

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DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,

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In everytime Lifetime,you will Find meyou said to me, the last time, so I will wait,whilst I turn myself into