I hover out there in darkness unseen.
I will shred things to pieces 'till they're just smithereens.
I might serve as a gateway to places unspoken,
Yet I'm sealed off to man, forever unbroken.
I twist and distort, only darkness escapes,
I destroy all I find
Whatever I take.
What am I?
Thursday, January 11, 2007
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wind?
A Black Hole
Scott, YOU GOT IT!
Finally!!!!! I got one. Tonight I will celebrate with some alcohol.
hahahahaha....
you said black hole, tee hee
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