Blackhole Chance
No longer a mystery to me,
The blackhole is real I know
At first I could not see
The bright stars flash to this dim low
A part of my constellation
Chained to her in space and time
This an unfortunate implosion
Sipping vodka soda ‘n lime
Worlds, stars, and hopes colliding
Chaos in love universal
Leaving debts and taking tidings
What we gain is controversial
Left no dust, no love, no light
Blackhole gives no chance to fight
(Blackhole with all her might
Blackhole gives no chance to fight)
Ryan Gibson, April 17th 2005
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