The point of no return .
She despaired she was nothing,
Nothing without him,
She jumped into the raging river,
Knowing she couldn’t swim.
There was no point to anything,
He was her reason, her dream,
She was found with his photo in her hand,
Washed up on the sand a mile downstream .
They commented how young she was,
A tragedy, a life laid to waste,
She lost her love and her life,
The despairing girl who acted in haste.
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