BLACK HOLES


Black Holes

The elapsed time and the last star
Looking for a peace
light will disappear
The sky complacent and destroy everything
idolized pleasure
Time will stop and the sun will live
Scared to death
Deaths teached time
Too late to say what should be said
Dead end in the hands and live in hell

Round a dark shape
Born blind in the night
Black holes are created in the dark
Draw souls into blindness of love





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