Oblivion
Four months without a word Can't tell if I'm lonely or bored Should I bury you in oblivion? I'm scared of moving on. I know I told you to take your time To mend yourself, be fine But is it worth the wait? Of coming back, do you even think? My heart chooses to believe You will look for me at the end Yet I fear I'll get used to your absence And will someday refuse your presence.
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