GoneA Poem by SadangSenses are something a person experiences while living. When there are no more senses then we are truly dead. The narrator is going through the senses as well as experiencing what it is to say goodbye
Hear John,
Things are clear, John. Feel John, Know I'm here, John. Speak John, Don't be weak, John. Look John, I am broke, John. Breathe John, Smell the thief, John. Die John, I've said goodbye, John. © 2016 SadangAuthor's Note
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Added on March 24, 2016 Last Updated on March 24, 2016 Author
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