She floats into a black hole.
Where she would end up?
She can't tell.
But, wherever she lands,
Would be better than where she lived.
Her personal hell.

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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...