• It was very many a year ago
    when I met my first true love.
    There no length to which I would not go
    for my beauty from above.
    Every day was filled with glee
    now all I feel is torn.
    Ripped away was she from me,
    Now every day I mourn.
    Such beauty, such grace,
    as never seen before.
    Sadly now, to see her face,
    is a chance I'll have no more.
    Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

    Sleepless nights kept me awake
    for an endless eternity.
    Then I wondered what it'd take
    to return to the old me.
    I knew I need mourn no longer
    for she is always here with me.
    Now I feel I've been made stronger,
    I feel I've been set free,
    Nevermore to mourn the loss
    of My beautiful Annabelle Lee.