Gone.

November 26, 2010
By a.pooh BRONZE, New City, New York
a.pooh BRONZE, New City, New York
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Gone are the feelings I ever had for him.
Gone are the brain cells lost from that drink.
Gone is that special moment.
Gone is my ability to think.

Gone is my desire to experience.
Gone is a first, a waste.
Gone is my guard, let down for an instant.
Gone is the next day and who I faced.

Gone are my summer memories.
Gone is my motto, don't regret.
Gone is a night I should not remember.
Gone is a night I will never forget.



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