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My Darling “Anna Bell Lee”, That’s What I Called Her At Least. (Pin-Off of Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee)

It Was Many Months Ago, Exactly a Year Has Passed.
This Crumbling Kingdom, by The Sea.
The Maiden Who Lived But Was Not Known Quite Well.
By The Name of Which I Called Her “Anna bell Lee”.
In Which She Lived Life With No Restraints or Rules.
Then to be Loved by Many but Any Other than Me.

I Was a Man, She Was a Not Owned by Just One.
In Cracking Kingdom, by The Sea.
But I Was in Love With Her, More than She Knew.
I and “Anna Bell Lee”.
With An Addiction in Which Would be “Heaven's Seraphs With Wings”.
Took Hold of Her but Not Me.

And This is The Reason as to Why She is Not Here,So Long Ago.
In The Falling Kingdom, by The Sea.
A Lie in Which Blew Like a Mercy-less Wind Out From the Dark Clouds, so Chilling.
My Beautiful “Anna Bell Lee”.
So Easily Pressured by The Anguishing in Your Heart, of Worthlessness.
Came The Poison in Which Went Like Death High Strung on The Black Stallion.
Giving Her The Permanent Way Out, Away From me And The Cruel World.
To Fill Her Vains With Suicide, Only Shutting Her Up in Merely Hours.
In The Broken Kingdom, by The Sea.

The “Angels” Carried Your Lifeless Body to a Sinful Haven in Which Hangs Above My Head.
Went The Tears of Hers and Mine.
Yes. . . That One Reason (As All People Come Across to, In The Gone Kingdom, By The Sea)
That Flowed Through Her Body by 12 Midnight.
Filling and Killed My “Anna Bell Lee”.

But My Love Could Have Saved Her, by Far as Rescued Her.
From Those “Thoughts” Worming Their Way in Her Head.
Like Maggots in Which Feast Upon Her Rotting Flesh.
Neither The “Angels” in Heaven Above Wouldn't Give Her a Second Chance.
Nor The “Demons” Under The Soil Would Never Let Her Go.
Have Torn My Soul to Pieces.
She Didn’t Have to Die, The Beautiful “Anna Bell Lee”.

For The Moon Lit The Night, When I Couldn’t Hear Her Cry’s.
Without Bringing Me Relentless Nights of Insomnia to This Very Day.
Of the Beautiful “Anna Bell Lee”.
In Which The Stars Fell From The Never Rising Sun, Upon That Very Morning.
They Found Your Forever Resting Being, The Life Ripped From Those Blue Eyes.
Like The Syringe in Your Right Hand, That Delivered Your End.
Of the Beautiful “Anna Bell Lee”.
And so, Numbness Replaces The Feelings in Which I Had For Her, Lays by Her Side.
Of My Darling – Every Man's Darling – But My Love Now Gone.

Lays With In Her Casket by The Sea.
Written by TheMonsterfromHe11 (Daddy Tempest)
Published | Edited 21st Jun 2014
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