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PAGES OF NIHIL : SANE

Effuse ceiling
Nothing is there
But I see more

Eyes talk to me in the night
When innocence is most alive
Tell me there is no God

I'm tired
Weakness, chills overtake
The parasite is inside
It is my friend
Whispering in the night
It doesn't want to be seen by others

Hunger
How long have I been out, anyway?
I'm nauseous

Open the door
A thin light creeps in
Pierces my eyes

Red
The walls are red
The floor is red
My hands are red

Wake up
I'm the one dreaming
So they should stir
But they don't

The voices return
They keep me sane
I'm sane

I'm sane