Gone Poem by Witch Baby

Gone



The time passes
Slowly...slowly
The flowers die
My friends, they die
Everything, passing away

The places where we would go
Are still there
The songs we used to sing
Still play in my heart
But you are missing

Convulsions of pain and anger
Tears can't bring you back
Still....
I try to understand the meaning of 'Gone'

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