Black Hole Interview
In the cosmic dance, I stand accused,
You ask why I've left you bruised.
A black hole in your heart I've wrought,
A void where emotions once sought.
Countless galaxies I've consumed,
In my gravity's grip, they're entombed.
No feelings linger, no love to find,
In the abyss where hearts are confined.
Had I bestowed a ray of hope,
You'd be a supernova, ready to elope.
A burst of creation, stars would ignite,
In the dark expanse of love's flight.
But alas, you're left heartbroken,
Watching the moon, your love unspoken.
In your thoughts, you spin and twirl,
Caught in the gravity of love's cruel whirl.
In the dark of night, or under moon's glow,
Your heart among the stars does sow.
Hoping your love, with eyes so bright,
Will catch a glimpse in the starry night.
So in this interview with cosmic might,
I'm sorry for the pain, the endless night.
But in the vastness of space, where hearts roam,
Love's light still flickers, seeking its home.
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