Your voice is like a constant buzzing in my ears.
Your voice, a disturbing cry next to my being.
Always, always I can hear your voice.
Your voice, and the imminent reminder of what I did,
And what I should never have done.
Seeing you is to be reminded of the unforgivable sin I committed.
Your voice, a haunting spirit in my head.
Why can I not escape you Abigail?
Because it is you, not I who has become the imminent threat.
Your voice, the howling repeat of the impending doom,
And the special pit that awaits me in Hell.
I hate you Abigail Williams.
Your voice must now leave my head,
For I will not be subdued...
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