Oblivion was my bestfriend!
Oblivion is something she wished to hold,
through life she never understood why her curiosity was protested. The moment of her awakening is the moment her torture began.
Oblivion held her tight, harbored her innocence until it was time.
Time to reveal her true armor, true self; a Goddess.
Oblivion allowed her to smile with purpose.
She cries for oblivion.
Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion
How she has long awaited for your presence.
They are lost companions in this world of demoralization.
oblivion, oblivion, oblivion
Please just hold my hand one last time.
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Anonchalant Sallard
Take aim, the mind is the strongest weapon. You can only disappoint yourself, make decisions slowly but in a positive mind set.
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