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Black Hole


Say it to me again,

I dare you.

At first it was nothing.

A black hole-

Empty, no meaning.

But, you feed it so much.

It grows, being filled:

filled with anger, tearing souls.

Fill it with so much,

it explodes.

Bit by bit,

lashing at you,

at your lies.

Feed it to me!

Idare you!

Break off another piece of the black hole you created.

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