Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Existence Out Of Nothing, And I Will Exit

Something exists under my skin,
it tickles me, it bothers...it still reigns my body.
something moves under my pillow,
it isn't my hand, it isn't a nightmare, it is myself.
it is myself but it's not me who tickles me.
when you bury my body, my existence will reveal my meaning.


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