The Past Is Gone Poem by lisa parks
The Past Is Gone
I remember every time you
wore perfume you smelt
like flowers.
During the years we had
arguments, tears, and happiness.
Realizing that you’re gone
really hurts me inside.
Realizing that the past is
gone!
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4/18/2024 11:01:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem is sad But well written