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Has it really been so long, Since this bridge was burned? It still seems so fresh in my mind. I gaze over the canyon, Only to see nothing. I look for you, Nothing. It's so hard to get away, from the edge of this precipice. Still I gaze, with just a shimmer of hope. Why do I keep coming back here? I need to leave, I need to live. But I can't help but wonder, If I'll see you again. But I can't stay here, looking over these ruins lying on the canyon floor. I need to realize, That this bridge is burnt. That it isn't coming back. You're not coming back. I need to leave, but I don't know where to go. So I guess I'll be here waiting on the edge, of where this bridge used to be.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:32 AM UTC
Looking Over A Burnt Bridge
Has it really been so long, Since this bridge was burned? It still seems so fresh in my mind. I gaze over the canyon, Only to see nothing. I look for you, Nothing. It's so hard to get away, from the edge of this precipice. Still I gaze, with just a shimmer of hope. Why do I keep coming back here? I need to leave, I need to live. But I can't help but wonder, If I'll see you again. But I can't stay here, looking over these ruins lying on the canyon floor. I need to realize, That this bridge is burnt. That it isn't coming back. You're not coming back. I need to leave, but I don't know where to go. So I guess I'll be here waiting on the edge, of where this bridge used to be.
This is a stream of consciousness piece, this is my first writing in awhile, and my first poem on this site!
#love#depression#loss#burnt#bridges#soc
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:32 AM UTC
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