All I have is gone, my spirit's hollow,
My heart is heavy, my thoughts are shallow.
What once was mine, now lost forever,
Leaves me broken, destitute, and severed.
The memories of what I had, now haunt me,
Those happy times, they seem so distant and blurry.
All that remains is emptiness and sorrow,
Lost in a void, with no hope for tomorrow.
Yet, somehow, I must find the strength to move on,
To rebuild my life, to find a new dawn.
For though all that I had is gone, it's true,
There's still a world of possibilities for me and you.
All I have is gone...
© Copyright: Елизавета Кэннэт, 2023
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