Dark Poets Die Young (Unfinished)….by Lucian Wilde
Woe unto you… Woe…
Thou art Edgar Allan Poe…
Sweet symphony & musical art…
32 when he died the incredible Mozart…
Here comes the darkness crashing in our minds…
Making us insane time after time…
Here comes death, life’s screaming choker…
Now he’s dead, Heath Ledger the joker…
Mr. Wilde introducing the dark poet Oscar…
Alcohol spins your mind a crashing helicopter…
Death has stung...Death has stung…
And all the Dark Poets die mysteriously young...
What’s going on in the mind that’s blazing…
Doc Holiday and I’ll be your daisy…
Billy the kid and Nietzsche went crazy…
God is dead… No! We are said I…
And I’ll be the next dark poet to die…
Dark Poets Die Young (Unfinished)….by Lucian Wilde
