Gone
People walk into your life
And then vanish instantly
But they don’t see the price
Which happens consistently
They touch someone in a way
And become part of them
But then they just walk away
Without being condemned
I am the victim
Who has lost many
But from this I gain wisdom
Therefore I have plenty
I’ve learned who can’t be trusted
And who can not
Then everything is adjusted
Which happens a lot
I try to be strong
And somehow move on
But something is wrong
Because you are gone
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