B. B. Gone
Hollering my pain
Swallow me, blackness, swallow!
Rid me of wronging!
That I do tonight
My lone witness a guitar
Watch me weep the sea
Just a dark stool I'see
Now not even me to bear
As steps sound my leave
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2010
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