JW (01/12/1993 / )

A Touch

I touch my face,
just to make sure i am there.

This body doesn't feel like my own.
I feel some one else
I'm so uncomfortable,
in this fake of a body

I touch my face a second time,
i can't feel my face anymore

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Very deep and 'complexly simple' as i say it... Very good!