I was once
A good little lass
A girl that knew nothing
But how to survive
With a mother who had nothing
And a father that was not there
Hungry siblings crying
There's nothing to eat, I fear
Now I'm here holding a knife
That is plunged into the heart
Of my dear Alistair.
I love him so much
If only he knew
That it is such
A horrible thing
To die by the hands
Of your true love
Alistair,
My dear.
I love you so much.
But Alistair, I fear
Its never enough
You cheated
You lied
You hurt me
I cried
Sleepless nights
After night
I swear now
I'm not mad
Just hurt
Just sad
Just a mixture of good
With a crate of bad
My children will see
That I did them a good deed
No father they'll need
They'll be Just like me
No longer I'm a maid
I was never afraid
Of this world
But I feared
A simple word
Love
Is it true?
Am I the one for you?
I guess not
Natalie haunts me at night
The soul of that bitch
Begging me to send Alistair
In the afterlife
To be with her.
I let her win
I have not sin
I did all the right things
I see Alistair descending to hell
With his demon wings
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The Billionaire's Maid
Poetry~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~ Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers. Alistair. The man...
