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Dec 2013
You’re burning bridges you don’t even know exist.
Bridges holding you up from a past you’re trying to escape from.
But why now are your feet dangling over the edge?
Why are you looking back down?
I know it’s a mess of faces, and memories, and tears,  
of laughs, and fights, and cries, and fears.
But dipped in a poison they drown and drown.
And this time if you jump,
there’s no going back.
Jules
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Jules  In my head
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