She has a will, she has a choice.
Now too loud to hear the noise.
All those who never wanted to be.
And all the voices that we see.
Today she drowns in her regrets.
Tomorrow she is silent but will not forget.
There is nothing else to give.
She loses her will to live.
Victim of fear, slave to her plight.
Find your ray of light.
Sound off chanting, ring the liberty bell.
Tears will fall for lady Annabelle.
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