Everything's Gone

Everything’s gone.

Everything’s gone tender,
gone soft,
gone - between a breath and a sigh,
gone down the dawning distance between My Love and I


Everything went.

Everything went with her,
went with her falling tear,
went with the sound of her unseen footsteps,
a l’Est de St. Lazare.

Everything’s gone…
Everything went …

So why am I still here?

by Tony Jolley

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Give figure of speech of third stanza