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Black Hole

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Evening star a sanctuary of strangers,
Gaze upon you night after night,
Dissipating companions cause this isolation,
Solitude within a crowd...

You are the constant,
Lost souls follow your light,
Waiting for generations,
To find that twilight saviour,
To rescue lives from their plight.

Abundant expectations,
Litter this once beautiful place,
You heathens abused this sky,
The stars have burnt out,
And fallen to their wishful deaths.

You are the constant,
Lost souls follow your light,
Waiting for generations,
To find that twilight saviour,
To rescue lives from their plight.

EDIT: this was made into a song, also didn't get the feedback i was hoping for...
 
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