.I woke up with charcoal hands
Clouds of grime crimes crown their hatred
Fingers bound by iron bands
In palms they stay clenched through the night
Wounds are green, neglected while I
Visit never-ending scenes, where the frenzy speaks
Words of just repeated till bloodlust floods .
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