the black hole
The black hole, The one that swings and rings in my body Ringing loud, creating mad sounds Eating my alive soul, my motivated goal My good thoughts and good words The hole eats it and burries it deep down Down there in my body, in my heart which pounds around and around It only creates the bad thoughts which keep me up at night, swallowing my light Creates fears and tears, Taking controll of my mind my heart and ruins my art The art of my positive thoughts that make me start again. But no the hole eats it alive and they can't survive I don't even what the hole to disappear I wish ut would just stay here Stay here with me and in my mind and compfoting me eoth my sadness and my tears.
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