Schwarzschild Drainhole

take all you need dont stay with me dont let my sorrow cover your heart
It killed my conscious
without a whisper
like what you did
all my disk has told me dont trust the mirror that we called others
it ruined all colors
with the possibility
cross the solar to somewhere else
we can see the pix
of the milky neon space
like what we said
when i was young dream a dream
bring the jupiter home
I will find out why so quick
I passed away.