My Last Bridge
leave me go
free me from this pain
ive had enough of this place
the scenery never changes
a long drop,a razor in my palm
the bottom of a pill bottle
too many nights wasted on the bathroom tiles
too many bridges burned
theres only one left
its the one i will cross
its the bridge into the next world
ill leave this one behind
goodbye my friends
exeunt
by
LostInMotionposted on 10/26/2009
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