Gone
Life goes on.
Without out taking a breath…
Never stopping, to see what comes next.
Cars still zoom,
Planes still fly.
But, without you, it’s hard to find the sky.
The sky cries,
But everything comes to life.
The blooming flowers catch the tear drops.
Life goes on.
Through thick and thin…
Never stopping to let anyone back in.
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