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Aug 31
Voices fighting;
Fires blazing;
And the bridge connecting us...
Is burning

Ash flies,
The ground shakes,
And I stare as my path home
Fades to dust

Nobody hears my screams
As I point at them:
Our friends on the other side--
We have no way to reach them.

The girls
Parading with their angry torches
Stare in confusion

As if they haven't realized
It's gone.
Our bridge is gone.
We're stuck on one side,
And they're on the other.

We have no way home
And no way to build a new bridge
Written by
Flower  14/F/USA
(14/F/USA)   
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