There's a bridge down the way,
That I pass every week,
With a fence built so high,
For reasons we don't speak.
Yet if for a moment,
I stopped for a glance,
This time might just be,
The time I take the leap at last.
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A Shattered Me
PoetryI was attempting to write a story and I ended up with these. These are my poems written while reflecting on my life therefore there may be triggering content. If anything is very descript there will be a warning at the beginning of that poem. Constr...
