Gone

You may find some relief
You may find some regret
You may find some belief
You may find some upset

You may look to a pray
You may look to the sky
You may look to be fare
You may look to a lie

You may find something right
You may find something wrong
You may look something over
But you can’t touch what is gone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Haley Avatar
March 26, 2025 at 8:00 AM
"Gone" This is a stark meditation on absence, heavy with the weight of what’s lost. Its repetitive litany of "you may" builds to a final, unyielding truth—simple, yet piercing.
Teagan Avatar
November 20, 2017 at 11:57 PM
hmmm "you can't touch what is gone" this is true. so all the other things don't matter. I like the repetitiveness, and the powerful ending line.
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