With you gone,
My eyes still see
My legs still move
My hair still grows
But my heart, it’s numb.
With you gone,
My ears still hear
My knees still bend
My hands still touch
But my heart, it stops.
The flowers will grow
The seasons will change
But with you gone
My heart is estranged.
The sun will rise
The sun will set.
But you are gone
And I cannot forget.
❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Love this poem
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Thank u
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Beautiful poem.👌👍
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Thank u
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So, lovely
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Lovely like u 😘❤️😍
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