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Oblivion is the pit of this ravine And I'm holding onto a feeble vine for dear life You screamed, "Don't let go!" My hands are losing its grip Then you toss me a knife Nowhere is the destination of this path Still, I'm trying to find the right way You said, "Don't get lost!" My vision becomes hazy and unfocused Then you give me the broken compass of yesterday Pain is the entity waiting on the other side I sink my feet deeper onto the floor You whispered, "Don't leave me alone." My fingers no longer hold the keys Then I see you opening the door
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC
Confusion
Oblivion is the pit of this ravine And I'm holding onto a feeble vine for dear life You screamed, "Don't let go!" My hands are losing its grip Then you toss me a knife Nowhere is the destination of this path Still, I'm trying to find the right way You said, "Don't get lost!" My vision becomes hazy and unfocused Then you give me the broken compass of yesterday Pain is the entity waiting on the other side I sink my feet deeper onto the floor You whispered, "Don't leave me alone." My fingers no longer hold the keys Then I see you opening the door
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC
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