The Bridge

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The bridge to the other side.
It used to be so easy to cross
You just never looked down.
Because you might fall and disappear
into the water below.
But over time it has fallen apart
like the lives that have crossed it.
Winter has come again to the bridge
some say its to freedom.
But most who have crossed and never returned
probably called it hell!

Kimber Michaela 2010

This entry was posted in Writing.

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