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Late night walk alone,
Seeking a breath of fresh air,
To clear my cluttered mind,
Thoughts of him, I cannot bear.
I yearn to forget him,
His memory a heavy load,
Dragging me down with every step,
Along this dark and lonely road.
But in the quiet of the night,
A sense of peace descends,
As I keep moving forward,
Hoping my heart will mend.
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Spoken Poetry
PoetryHi, It's me, Amy! yeah, I know. Anyway it doesn't matter, Amy just want to share her random thoughts.
