My Oblivion
You are the gasp of air of my final breath.
You are the beginning of my end, my sweet , sweet oblivion.
You are the shimmer in my eyes before I fade.
You are the light at the tunnels bend, my sweet , sweet oblivion.
You are the frantic murmers before my heart stops.
You are the hole in my chest that deepened, my sweet, sweet oblivion.
You are the bit of warmth before I turn cold.
You are the last impusle before I stiffend, my sweet, sweet oblivion.
Copyright © Steven Medellin | Year Posted 2014
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