Oblivion


I don't know about oblivion,
But I know that I fear it.
What could happen to us?
Is this life really it?

There are things we don't know,
And things we don't wish to know,
Like drowning and rotting
In a grave down below.

Oblivion is one thing I'm not sure of,
But it's a form of extinction.
And oblivion is inevitable,
But only from addiction.

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