Unexistence
By Treas
Superficial unexistence looks down on me talks about me loves me. It stands there, walking, talking, stalking me hating, waiting, chasing me It laughs at me So loud, that I can't hear. It's here, but I'm not It watches me, without looking It chases me, without moving It's waiting for a mistake It kills me, but I don't die It kills itself, Trying to exist Written November 16th, 2001 © on Nov 16 2001 09:53 AM PST 0 • 1
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"Superficial unexistence..."