Gone. They are all gone.
Japan.
Russia, China, France.
America England Canada
Prussia.
Germany.
Why, why was I the only one left? Why did I survive when the others died.
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.
cat cat
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.
Lucy
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.
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.
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.
Raymi
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?
Grace
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.
Anonymous
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.
Gone. They are all gone.
Japan.
Russia, China, France.
America England Canada
Prussia.
Germany.
Why, why was I the only one left? Why did I survive when the others died.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
He left. It was like he was never here. No one else cared. No one else really knew him.
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.
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?
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.
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.