Broken bridges

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I can't help but think back to those few minutes I was standing on that iron bridge earlier. The air was cool and the sun was just setting. Standing on the edge I look down and see the ice cold water, current speeding, a fast paced waterfall down below me. It was all so hectic but it looked so peaceful. I honestly wish I would've been brave enough to jump. I could see all my pain drowning away in that water along with my self.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 10, 2017 ⏰

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