Kathryn Miller - The Breakdown

I sit there listning to the news,
And there it is,
His name is listed,
I weep and pray,
It isn't so,
But there's no denying it,
He's been taken from me,
By enemy lines,
I'll never see his face again,
I'll never imbrace him,
Or feel his gentle touch,
Because he is gone,
So I begin to breakdown,
Tears stream like raging rivers down my face,
My body shakes as if being jerked,
I run to my room,
and lay on my bed and stare at his picture,
And slowly begin to die inside,
Because my love is gone.

Kathryn Miller

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