Black Gold

You died too young

Your angels’ voice

Your deep deep sorrow

Don’t you know how I need you?


You left too soon
Your wicked heart
Your drunk drunk love
Don’t you know how I need you?

You are from the black gold era
Black is for your melancholy
Gold is for your inexpressible soul

You said goodbye too young
Your golden tears in the paradise
Your rousing heartbreak
Don’t you know how I need you?

You passed away too soon
Your mysterious disappearance
Your breathless dream brother
Don’t you know how I need you?

You are from the black gold era
Black is for your melancholy
Gold is for your inexpressible soul

You fell asleep too young
Your American breath
Your rootless trailer trash
Don’t you know how I need you?

You gone to glory too soon
Your curly dark hair
Your heavenly muse
Don’t you know how I need you?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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