My Oblivion

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by TheAngelOfMusicalDeath, Dec 22, 2006.

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  1. TheAngelOfMusicalDeath

    TheAngelOfMusicalDeath Active Member

    My Oblivion
    Talk, yell, swear, and hurt. Yet she is still in my heart
    Sultry curves, mind, body and soul, I love what she is.
    Spinning round and round on this joy ride of life
    My mind is torn between all that is and all that is not
    My Oblivion
    Do not fear, don’t come near
    She is my everything, she is my nothing
    She is what kills me and keeps me alive
    Do not hate her. Do not hate My Oblivion
    She is all that exists, but is miniscule to it all.
    She is hate, she is love, she is torture, she is pleasure
    She is My Oblivion
  2. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    wow... speechless with this one...

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