With fights drug on
And hateful words
With Shrieking actions
And heartless eyes
With anger flooding
And feelings kept
How is it possible
To love such a wretch?
With hair like gold
And eyes like stars
With lips so lush
And feelings met
I love that one
You call wretch
Yes, she may be a wretch, but the truth is that, she's your choice. Nice poetic analysis. Keep doing it.
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Yes, she may be a wretch, but the truth is that, she's your choice. Nice poetic analysis. Keep doing it.