Gone Poem by Laura Rodriguez

Gone



He disappears for the night
and barely comes back for the day.
A week has passed by
and he's still away.
In my dreams,
he visits.
In my mind,
he haunts.
His heart beats for one
but now it's gone.
His prescence died
but the memory lives.

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