Black hole
I talk to no one but you I talk and talk and talk spinning my web the web has been spun so much look at what it's become can't you see it? It follows me my own made up friend I created it, spinning my tale No one is there to care so I talk and talk to the air I've spun my words into a web so strong, it's become titanium. thick as bone and as big as a home It houses my worry and fears I spin my tale Into a vast void so that no one has to become a black hole, I created my own.
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