From the Sea
Come to me
Annabel Lee
From the Sea, From the Sea
Your life was sorely stolen
flushed cheeks pale and swollen
Away from me you drifted past
The Angel Reaper had come to fast
He took you along
my woe prolonged
No more you for me
No more beautiful Annabel Lee
So here I stood upon the shore
Though the raven qouted Never More
I held my chilling breath
though I wished for my death
Away into the Sea
Went my beautiful Annabel Lee
In this final passing hour
no truth has come to flower
I remain ever alone
stranded here among seaward bone
Harken I to this dark, baleful sky
No answered why, only woeful sigh
Come to me
Annabel Lee
From the Sea, From the Sea
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2006
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