SHE WAS OBLIVIOUS
TO THE
MANY EMOTIONS
TO THE
REVITILISING AFFECTION
SHE FELT WITH
HER
"I WILL LIVE IN OBLIVION UNTIL
THE OBLIVION OBLITERATES ME"
ARE THE
SPARSE WORDS
OF WHICH SHE
SPOKE SOFTLY
LIKE A WHISPER OF
WIND
THAT TOUCHES HER
IVORY SKIN
CHARRED WITH
ANGRY RED SCRATCHES
AND SELF-INFLICTED SCARS
SHE WAS OBLIVIOUS
TO THE
SOFT KISSES
TO THE
STARRY EYES
HER WORDS
INFLICTED UPON SHE
"I WILL LET OBLVION FEAST
ON MY SOUL TIL' IT IS NO MORE"
SHE MURMED
TO HERSELF
UNSURE OF THE
STATE OF HER MENTALITY
THAT MIRRORED HER
MELANCHOLY SMILE
SHE OF EBONY
HAD FALLEN FOR
"OBLIVION WILL CAST
ITS SHADOW ABOVE
I AM ITS SUBMISSIVE"
HER VOICE RANG THROUGH
THE GRAND VALLEYS
AND CREVICES OF
EBONY
PIERCING HER
HEART THAT
IVORY HAD ONCE
STICTHED
"I AM HIDDEN BY
THIS MASK OF OBLIVION"
IVORY SCREECHED
EBONY WITHERED
WITH THE WORDS AS
IVORY REALISED
HER SELF-DESTRUCTION
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OBLIVISCI - alternatively named, 'Ebony & Ivory'
• This one is quite dear to me, and I have my thoughts on this piece, but I'd rather people interpret it how they would like.
HINT: This is my version of a sappy love thing, tell me if you like it or not :)
- MUSE
