Our Ceasing Voice
annabelle
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she cried for something that could never thrive
and she screamed for help at the top of her lungs
sheâs got her fatherâs love for veracity
but she is such easy prey for liars like me
oh annabelle
how do you sleep and whatâs worth your pain
when you know that no one dies well?
sheâs got her motherâs eyes of misery
oh but for me, itâs so easy to lose myself in them
oh annabelle
you stole my kisses and begged for more
i cried and trembled with blood on my hands
oh annabelle