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Feb 2018
Ill be your bridge, If you be my key stone
Were stronger together this way
Holding up the weight of the world
Past the rolling of earthquakes, And withering of time
We could stand through it all
Or so I believed
But I felt you shifting, Slowly creating a gap
Through which you slipped further and further
I tried to keep my grip, I really did
To keep us upright, And solid
But I guess I wasn't strong enough
Not to keep you drifting away
So slow it seemed
Moss and rot settled in the cracks
Whittling away the thing we built together
I'm still unsure just when you freed yourself
This phantom feeling of what was lost lingered too long
So slowly, Our structure began to hollow
Brick and stone falling away
Shape slumping
And groaning for release into the depths below
It was then I became afraid
This broken bridge is mine alone, and I cant bear it
Please come back, I cant hold the weight of this world all alone
Please god, I'm breaking
The abyss below waiting
There's no one left to hear my fall
William Sexton
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William Sexton  25/M
(25/M)   
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   Lior Gavra
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