i feel like i can just hurl.
fall down into a ball and curl.
maybe screech like a bat that's about to unfurl.
my head is spinning in a whirl.
this bridge will be the death of me.
but I need to keep calm and see.
alas, it's more terrifying than anything can be.
will someone come to save me?
didn't take long before I saw a tree,
finally, me and my heart are home free.
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Poesia【 A Moderately Adequate Poem Book 】 【 By A Moderately Adequate Person 】
