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As You Die In This World You Stay In This Holy Hell;
Photo Dieing Earth Is, (The Truth You Never Heard)...

The Sun, Solar System Becoming Fast Distant,
The Days Grow Shorter In Accord, Last, Instant-
You Are There Without Ever Knowing It , Doubt__

As Goes Every Race, Color, Creed__

As The Earth Swallows Your Very (Soul) Self Into
Its, (Implodes) Own Black Hole; Darkness Ensues,
It Is Not Night, It Hallows The Beginning, Pout__

What a Human Waste Of Nothingless, Does Bleed__

Meaning Becomes Meaningless, Stark, Ain't No
Reason To Cry Nor Deny , Only Fry, Hark No
Herald Angels Sing, Only You Do Bring It As All__

No Where To Run, No Place To Hide, Recede__

Call All Other's To This Very Place In Eternal Time,
There Are More Hell's To Endure Than (Rhyme),
There Are Paticle's Of Dust In The Entire Universe__

You Alone In Beginning Planted That Seed__

As The Skin Peels Your Body(s) Burn, Decay,
Your Soul's On Fire, Desire, Only In (Sin) Dismay,
Brought You,Yourself Here, By Your Own Very Hand_

That Flung It In The Very Beginning__ Greed __

Satan's The Devils As He Came To Get You,
I, (God) , Me, TRASK, My Little Children Abate You,
No Longer Will You Exist (We Await)You Crawl Into_
Satan's ( Black Hole) Holy Hell...

Retribution, TRASK c 2002 TRASK

Satan Come's To Get You In Your Shallowed Dream's...

Scientifically Proven Black Holes Do Exist As
They Continually Swallow Up Other Star's, As
Other Life Forms In Same, Earth, Physical a Star,
That Burn's Out Goes Slowly ,But Instantly, By Far,
You Go To Your Own Holy (Black Hole) Hell...

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Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Trask it is a very authentic picture of what I think. I know sometimes I feel like I am living in hell. And expect at death to face more ot the same. Not a very Bright Future for me. Bill Murray
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Black Holes!!!!! I agree with Robert on this one...
Hope T day was nice!
Reviewed by The Voice (Reader)
Unfortunately my brother too many people in todays world live every day in the dark side so they do not realize they will be swallowed by the black holes. They are afraid of the Truth and the Light.

Excellent my friend.

The Voice
Reviewed by jude forese
the point of life is to break free from hell, to become skinless breathing in the matter of new form...
Reviewed by Linda Hill
Excellent, my friend.
Your words speak volumes
if only people would
Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)
Excellent. I once wrote a poem about a "black hole"--in a more metaphoric sense.
Reviewed by Paul Prochnow
I can dig it!!!

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least you got something to cry about by P. H. Prochnow

least you got something
to cry about
it was good for you once
you got something spinning
down the vortex of oblivion
fading in your now
felt age
least you got something
to cry about
must o’ been sweet,
that something...
was it a wildly admired
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least you got something
to cry about

when the warm font of
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