Morning. Cold sky is born,
By darkness clouds are torn.
Grim swallowing ball –
Just appeared Black Hole!
Stars are hiding in fear,
I can see nothing or hear!
Sun started to roll,
Drives this – Black Hole!
Colours waste their own,
By grain decays the stone,
Psychic loses control,
Frets it – Black Hole!
I can’t give any call,
Breaks sound the wall,
That is wide and too tall,
Bears the worldeaters’ role!
First light had fall,
Begun destroying all,
Universe of my soul,
Depletes me - Black Hole!
Uses me like a doll
Making me wild like a troll
Blowing into only hall
Destroyer of mind - Black Hole!
Black Hole
© Copyright: Лев Семушкин, 2017
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