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whenever i look back to the time … the most beautiful time of my life.. : my childhood.. i realize it is gone. It is lost to the rat race of life , gone because of my lost innocence.
By jennifer on 10.13.2012
The basket was empty. It wasn’t there. I checked the floor, under the table, in my pockets, the locket was gone. The only thing strong enough to stop this man from killing a billion people; missing.
By Anonymous on 10.13.2012
gone there is nothing left, everyone is gone. i have no one here to help me. i am lonely. is this what independence is like because i dont like it! i wish there was someone to be independent with me. im so scared, why me?
By Grace on 10.13.2012
Some things are gone, gone forever. This means the thing will never be again, and that is forever lost in time. When something is gone, you might not ever find it again, but you may remember it. It is the memory of these things that shape what you now remember to be gone. This means that anything that is gone, may change as you rethink it.
By Raymi on 10.13.2012
He left. It was like he was never here. No one else cared. No one else really knew him.
By DancingShoes URL on 10.13.2012
you kissed me when
– i got fired when the market fell
– i lost my house in the months that followed
– we watched that lady walk away with my favorite peacoat.
i kissed you because
– i couldn’t afford anything other than drugstore makeup anymore.
By h. b. URL on 10.13.2012
Gone with the wind is one of the best movies of modern time. The book is excellent also.
Not to be confused with the movie Gone in 60 seconds!
By mary c on 10.13.2012
He was gone, it seemed as though he had just disapeered. and in his absence she began to think of all the things she never did. all the words never spoken, all the feelings never expressed.
By diana URL on 10.13.2012
He was gone, it seemed as though he had just disappeared. and in his absence she began to think of all the things she never did. all the words never spoken, all the feelings never expressed.
The empty room glared back at me with a fallen face. The laugher that once bounced off the walls and filled the room with a cheerful color, gone.
By Lucy on 10.13.2012
the smile, her laughter — they drifted on the wings of butterflies and glistened in sunlight. I remembered those moments when we used to sit on fallen trunks, our toes digging in the earth. We used to giggle at the feeling. Now gone.
By cat cat on 10.13.2012
Gone. They are all gone.
Russia, China, France.
America England Canada
Why, why was I the only one left? Why did I survive when the others died.
By Tanya URL on 10.13.2012
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.