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Click hereSome folks eat snot
Maybe it’s all they’ve got
To idle away the dark of day
Like Annabel Lee, perpetual child
Last seen at 8 she’d grown awhile
12 years old, a brain of 3
Still wearing diapers for her pee
I found her in the building’s bowels
Where garbage and broken furniture idle
I bound her hands and her feet
Stuffed her mouth very neat
And burst her cherry, oh she bled
Hardly even a word was said
But in her eyes I could see
She’d had fallen in love with me
To give a gift of pleasure rare
To one so barren of thought and care
I washed her there in a filthy sink
And gave her Coca-Cola to drink
A Hershey bar and a broken toy
She smiled to show it gave her joy
That was fifteen years ago
Annabel Lee is dead and gone
They buried her last Monday morn
I kissed her in the casket there
Her long blond hair so radiant fair
I must bare this sin I’d done
My action now is only one
God’s punished me with his rejection
Never again did I achieve erection
I’ve loaded an ancient .45
Still potent to take another life
I put the muzzle to my head
And pull the trigger, and I am ….
Note –Walter Frazer left this note,
Blood spattered in his Navy coat
The year was 1983
He was an older brother to me
Justice / Retribution almost Doestovisky in it's rendition :5-ed !