Old Black Song

Aebsence

Red letter day, sour taste, bread.
An old black song spins in my head:

Salt on your skin, it's feedin' the sea.
Blood in your lips paints the sun for me.

I fell change
I will turn the page
Someday I try
To set by the lie

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