рдЕрдЧрд░ рддреБрдо рд░реБрдХреА рд╣реЛрддреА
рд╕реБрдиреА рд░рд╛рд╣реЗрдВ рдкреНрд░рд┐рдп рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрддреА,
рдЗрдиреНрд╣реА рд░рд╛рд╣реЛрдВ рдиреЗ рдЕрд▓рдЧ рд░рд╕реНрддрд╛ рдмрдирд╛рдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рдорджрдж рдХреА, "
рдПрдХ рдкрд┐рдВрдЬрд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдПрдХ рдкреНрд░рдореБрдЦ рднреВрдорд┐рдХрд╛ рдирд┐рднрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП
рд╣рд░ рдХреЛрдИ рдмрддрд╛ рд░рд╣рд╛ рд╣реИ " рд╕реБрдЦреА рдЬреАрд╡рди рд╡рд╣рд╛рдБ рд╣реИ,
рдХрд┐рдиреНрддреБ рдореИрдВ 'рджреНрд╡реЗрд╖' рдирд┐рднрд╛рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдЖрдпрд╛ рд╣реВрдБ
рдЙрд╕ рдЬреАрд╡рди рдиреЗ рдореБрдЭреЗ рд╕рдЦреНрдд рдмрдирд╛рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ,
рдЗрд╕ рдЬреАрд╡рди рдиреЗ 'рдирд┐рд░рд╛рд╢рд╛' рдХреЛ рдореЗрд░рд╛ рднрд╛рдЧреНрдп рдХрд╛ рдорд╛рд░реНрдЧ рдмрдирд╛рдпрд╛,"
рдпрд╣ рдорд╛рд░реНрдЧ рдЗрддрдирд╛ рдмреЗрдЦрдмрд░ рд╣реИ рдХреА '
рдореБрдЭреЗ рдХрднреА рд╕рдордп рдХрд╛ рдЕрд╣рд╕рд╛рд╕ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реБрдЖ,
рди рд╣реА рдордВрдЬрд┐рд▓ рдХрд╛ред.....
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The heart is greedy, only loves the ones who make it needy.
Blinded by an individual who never cares,
Oblivious to the one in which pain they bare.
It's unintentional, but a heartbreakingly true.
The heart wants what it wants, there is nothing we can do.-
The way I loved you,
Was so obvious
And The way you betrayed me,
I was so oblivious!-
Often, the people closest to us are the most oblivious to our anguish.
But then again, what is so great about knowing?
Afterall, all that truly matters in the end is having someone willing to hold your hand and walk down the rest of the path with you.
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We enter the obscure infinity of choices and give in finally to the raging storm within the extreme depths of the oblivious.
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рд╕рдВрднрд▓рдиреЗ рдХреА рдЪрд╛рд╣ рдореЗрдВ рдПрдХ рдмрд╛рд░ рдлрд┐рд░ рдмрд┐рдЦрд░реЗ
рдареЛрдХрд░реЗрдВ рд▓рдЧреА рддреЛ рдмрд╣реБрдд, рдкрд░ рдЕрднреА рддрдХ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдирд┐рдЦрд░реЗ
рд╕реЛрдЪ рдХрд░ рд╣реА рдмрджрд▓ рд▓реЗрддреЗ рд╣реИ рдХрд░рд╡рдЯреЗрдВ рдЖрдЬрднреА
рдЬрд┐рд╕ рддрд░рдл рд╣реБрдЖ рдХрд░рддреЗ рдереЗ рддреЗрд░реЗ рд╕рд┐рд░рд╣рд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдкрд╣рд░реЗ-
Sometimes we remain intentionally oblivious to someone's feelings so that there comes a (somewhat) sooner recovery someday.
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the girl still makes cupcakes out of clay.
i don't visit her store anymore.
but she is oblivious to the fact.
she looks up sometimes;
dismissing her work for a while.
she yearns for something.
and gets back to the clay;
hoping i'd visit her again someday.
тЧЗshe has missed out on a goodbye, untold.
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