Lost Bondage
Witnessing
Only a strand
Holding the great bridge
Together
The bridge
Only being a shadow
Of it former self
Why must it break
And grow farther apart
Splitting in two ends
Making people think
What side must they
Choose to stay on
So much was supported
By the great bridge
Many bonds
Memories Love
Families Fun
All formed by it
As a kid the bridge
Seemed so everlasting
So why is it breaking
But I think
Was it was strong
Or my eyes to weak
To notice the flaws
I think on the purpose
Of the bridge was it really
Worth
The bridge never wanted
To put together in the first place
Why was it made
The bridge
