My night
I'm standing in my bedroom
wearing my new dress
tonight is the night
I want to look my best
when I set off nervously
going to meet my guests
thinking all the time
tomorrow I start my test
now my hen night is here
my mind is very clear
I won't be wed this year
so sad I shed a tear
I'm not living my life
empty and full of fear
by Amanda Smith
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