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Oblivion
Oblivion Fear caresses my heart, An eminent doom alerts my intuition. The sun sets below the horizon. As I prepare myself for the inevitable. Encased in oblivion, Left alone with my thoughts. Drifting in and out of consciousness, Relinquishing the authority over my mind. Emotions rupture my heart, Devoured by tidal waves of guilt. Engulfed in translucent apprehension. Where will I be taken? Curiosity gouges my eyes, Put on display for the amusement of others. As I overindulge in scrutiny, Oblivion corrupts my vision. I lust for tranquility, Foreshadowing my own demise. Uneasiness punches my kindness, An eternal love for all living things. Disappointment intertwined with serenity, An unfulfilled hope for humanity. Lynching my morals for all to see, Struck in the skull by oblivion. I execute my fear As I climb out of the hole I’ve dug. Covered in empty promises, Versatility in disguise. Swearing to change my habits, Lifted above moral reproach. Exorcising my immorality. A boy becoming a man. Imputing my negativity, Exiting my self-inflicted purgatory. Crucifying my positivity, Now I fall in reverse. Tainted by dishonesty, Replaying my mistakes endlessly. Sacrificing my sanity To differentiate between lunacy. Forcing my happiness to include normalcy. Why am I different? Melding my heart and mind as one, I become oblivion.
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