Oblivion

Oh! what can be this sea of pain
How come I still go on floating ?
Sinking would be such welcome release...
Oblivion.

Skies rolling with clouds of thunder
Fain thrust roiling oceans asunder
I toss, I turn, I don't go under
For the climax is still to be done.

Sinking would be such welcome release...
Oblivion.

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