Annabel Lee's Lament

The night wraps around her, Like a velvet shroud. Whispers in the

breeze, But they never speak loud. You're Annabel Lee, She dances in

the dark, Eyes like the moon, And a heart full of scars.

She drifts through the silence, A shadow untamed, A spirit, a flame

That can never be claimed. Her beauty a song, That the night

always hums, But the world will not know What her stillness becomes.

You're Annabel Lee, In the silence, she weeps. In the cold of the night,

Where the darkness sleeps. Her name's on his lips, But she's not