Black Hole

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Hers was a comet that had fallen from the sky
Towards the heart of the man she had loved
Shattered into pieces as it break up to various places
Fired up as debris of what's left from the meteor
Letting go of the shooting star that is far reachin'
Knowing that he is the sun to her moon
The aurora of their remained love will never ceased
Like the black hole soon their love at lost
Distanced as the galaxies it will not bring back the past.

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