Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread; Now that I am without you, all is desolate; All that was once so beautiful is dead. Conrad Aiken
I broke with my religion in college. Anne Rice
Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was more than bread. Conrad Aiken
So broke with pain, he shrinks in dread To see the 'dresser' drawing near; and winds the clothes about his head That none may see his heart-sick fear. His shaking, strangled sobs you hear. Eva Dobell