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my fictions - oblivion كلمات الأغنية

sometimes it feels like it’s too late
no solution for this i can’t change
no relief
no prior wanring
before we’re born
for what we’re meant to endure
but what’s the purpose
what’s at stake
if we are playing
a losing game

and i march slow
with nothing to hold
into oblivion

my mistake to think that we’re doomed to repeat
repetition implies sustainability
it gets worse as it goes on
we’re cast in amber nostalgic
set to reenact the patterns
that cause the f_cking problеms
and i refuse to cope
it’s bеtter to be alone

i know
i have to live with myself
but i can’t
put that on someone else
what good
would it do to continue this
i feel the weight of impending doom
consuming _ what else do i have to offer you
what good has learning this brought you
slow march
into oblivion
by myself
what good has suffering brought you?
what good has solitude brought you?

- my fictions

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