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Sweet Oblivion.




Softly slipping,
Into the night.
Every thought flowing together,
Like rain drops forming a single puddle.
Every sense heightens as vision slips away.
Not to be required till the
Coming of Dawn.
Everything has entered oblivion.

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  • first forgotten
    March 13, 2008

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    i like this one a lot cuz i wrote a poem just like it. slip away. well i think theyr the same, i love your work. its short, which is nice cuz everyone writes long, and the flow is always good. your a good writer.