Gentle Love
Don’t accuse me
Of never listening
I apologize if you felt that way
I am tired
Tired of listening
Tired of waiting
For my love
Tired of being the dominant
Let them find me this time
Let them hold me close
Never let go
Never leave
Gentle Love
I’m sorry I cry
I’m just tired
Of listening to the melody of life
Without a harmony
Welcome to Hell on Earth, boys.
Andersonville POW camp...
Russell's battle-worn body looked defeated. He was a Union soldier; she was a Confederate nurse. But when Rosa looked into his eyes, she saw pure determination. He looked fo
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