I wait for oblivion to hold my arid hand, deaf to its whisper, blind to its guise and I embrace what is to
come. I wait for oblivion to grab me by the throat and take me home where "forever" is just another
word for endless slumber. There's no more strength to hold on to my vices any longer. So let me fade
away, just like the rest of them. To hurt you was never my intention but I guess I was wrong in believing
that it was worth it. Sometimes a lesson must be learned through actions of severity. But I guess I was
wrong to be so selfish, to act like God.
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