The Wretch Poem by Jemima Rivas

The Wretch



The first time they met
She knew not who he be
As his lyrics he sang beautifully

He promised to give her what she wanted
But her life he viciously torn and haunted
Had she had known who he had been
She would not have ever let him in

For he trashed her and bruised her
And spread her name
And open her eyes to this shameless fame

She was a damsel
Quite immature mama said
I feel her pain
It’s so insane
Oh what ah shameless beauty!

The first time they met
She knew not who he be
As his lyrics he sang beautifully

He promised to give her what she wanted
But her life he viciously torn and haunted
Had she had known who he had been
She would not have ever let him in

For he trashed her and bruised her
And spread her name
And open her eyes to this shameless fame

She was a damsel
Quite immature mama said
I feel her pain
It’s so insane
Oh what ah flawless beauty!

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This poem is dedicated to a precious friend to give her hope for the future
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