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Oblivion
Oblivion is my resting ground
for i'm not lost, nor can I be found...
I was conditioned for distance
by my parents at birth, so full
of anger, frustration and fear...
Never letting anyone truly near...
Lacking self worth and trying to
hide from the pity of other people
and their messed up pride,
while I perpetually die..
Blame my parents for the person
I am, after all they conditioned
and molded me with their warped
minds and twisted hands, OH lets'
not forget to mention our demented
neighbors and so called friends..
They to had their own plan... So just
keep walking, leave me where
I am, resting in this ground
Oblivion...
for i'm not lost, nor can I be found...
I was conditioned for distance
by my parents at birth, so full
of anger, frustration and fear...
Never letting anyone truly near...
Lacking self worth and trying to
hide from the pity of other people
and their messed up pride,
while I perpetually die..
Blame my parents for the person
I am, after all they conditioned
and molded me with their warped
minds and twisted hands, OH lets'
not forget to mention our demented
neighbors and so called friends..
They to had their own plan... So just
keep walking, leave me where
I am, resting in this ground
Oblivion...
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