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Oct 2018
Oblivion, my old friend,
How we taunt and play once again.
"My Heart", I am no more.
A love I knew is no more.

But you, always there,
Give immortal love.
We had danced and played, but I fell back.
I tasted your kiss,
But your love, I wouldn't chase.

Now, my heart is lost;
I am Oblivion.
Shall we then tempt no more?
We are the same-
Could a love be more pure?
To you, I give, for I'm no more.
Can you forgive, and love me more?
For Oblivion, I am yours.
Written by
Nicholas Osborne  24/M/OH
(24/M/OH)   
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