Forget The DayA Poem by EmmyWhat a beautiful day to forget Forget the sun we catch as we watch the rays poke through the clouds. listening closely to noiseless sound. Forget that the air feels like window wipers clearing our minds. Forget feeling content with nothing to do and not be bored.
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AuthorEmmyNew York, NYAboutI'm 19. My poems aren't very long. I write sporadically. Also I often leave reviews when I'm drunk, my apologies for any spelling/grammar errors. more..Writing
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