Amy Winehouse poem (Remove filter)
AMY
They let you down sweet child
27 as you predicted
Your heart was broken lady
Neglected fooled addicted
They could never get your soul though
You guarded it so proudly
Displayed it in your words
As you sang your heart out loudly
You created history sweet angel
Unfinished unnurtured child
Your Nurtured soul we cradle
Soul cleansed with tears you cried
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Thursday 4th August 2022 5:08 pm
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