Poems from anecia.c.lewis
Luck. What does it mean to have luck?
What does it mean to be lucky?
Is it a label for only those who are blessed?
I know that it can't be...
Blood drips onto the page as I write,
Over and over I repeat the same lines.
"She's coming, I know She's coming."
These words I write and...
She is a true mystery, Ms. Annabel Lee.
Apart of me can't help but wonder: "Was she real?"
Edgar speaks highly of his Annabel Lee, and...