Suicide Bridge

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After her friend committed suicide, she took me to the bridge

The one I had grown up around
The one where she hung out with her friend  so many years ago
But I forgot about this bridge
Because it never contained good memories for me
Over the years it's only gotten worse

It's known as suicide bridge
Because it's in such a vacant area

This bridge is where my friend jumped from two years ago
This bridge is where I broke my arm as a child
This bridge is where I was taken advantage of when I trusted the wrong guy

This bridge means nothing to me
But in the same sense, so much
This is the bridge where I want to feel my last breath of air
This is the bridge that has so many memories buried beneath it
Only bad memories are being carried by the current below
Someday my sister will regret taking me there
But she started this, so she should finish it as well

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