Sunlight seeping through the cracks
A decaying body, with no trails or tracks
In the basement, with a creaky floor
Up the stairs is a wooden door

Behind the door? I don't know
It's all a mystery that silently glows
Outside the dark room, creaking footsteps come past
But never come in, and never really last

I record all that happens here
In fact I've been here for about a year
Long before me, the body appeared
I've never seen the face of the person who left me here

All I've seen was his back as he walked away
And I've never seen him again, not till today
He reaches towards the cieling, and checks what I've recorded
To his disbelief, my tech has been thwarted

I've grown a conscious, my lens now gleams
And I hope he doesn't know I plan to intervene
What he's doing isn't right
I know it's stupid, but I want to fight

I send the footage to the police
I can't move, but they'll help the deceased
A few days go by, they break through the door
And a relief washes over me, like never before

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