Vortex

Vortex

A Poem by Hunter Havoc

Empty black hole
Spiraling out of control

Where it goes ?
We will never know

Out in the dark and cold
Where the stars gone rogue

We start to fall
This is the end of us all

© 2014 Hunter Havoc


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Looking up at the stars appears to have you thinking of nothing but gloom and doom, The dark sucking void has a certain terrifying beauty though don't you think?

Anyway, it puts the thoughts in your head very clearly.

Posted 10 Years Ago


MyOpenThirdEye

10 Years Ago

I can understand that, its realistic
but too much realism can make us into cynical old men ha
Hunter Havoc

10 Years Ago

You don't need to be old to be a cynic XD
MyOpenThirdEye

10 Years Ago

The cynicism is strong with this one
We'll find some sparkly optimism to sprinkle in your oats.. read more

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Added on January 31, 2014
Last Updated on January 31, 2014

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Hunter Havoc
Hunter Havoc

Jackson, MI



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