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Jun 2014
When sky's come falling
Like a Fallon out of control
Lie down in its wrath
Taking all he has
As clouds are anything but pain
Lifting you in your feet again
In it's wake making your hunger
Free from suffrage
On days your stair flight
Flew you too close to the ground
When your fingers burned
By the light of both ends
What the last light left
As your breath
Blew out its last flame
And the reins take your light
By the thunders in the night
That send you to the forbidden
Corner of life
Did you call it fear
Because you were in
That silence of life
The one without words
Were there was no point of return
Only the black hole
Lay down it wont hurt
I promise and seal it with
My lips if Newton by then
Can he even exist
In a black turmoil
I call home
Welcome to my black hole
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