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My soul is drifting off into oblivion,

My mind is consumed by the abyss.

We tend to follow the path

That others take

But that has only led me

To complete

and utter

loneliness.

When will my mind be set free?

Although it is floating,

How come it is still trapped?

My life can be over in a second

Yet come back as soon as it left.

My life is the state of my mind

And my mind turns into nothing.

I am nothing.

I am forgotten.

I am simply a shout

Into

Oblivion.

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