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The Old Bridge


Snypiuer

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This has been going around in my head for a while now. It's to the point that I can no longer tell if it is mine, or if I read it some where - or perhaps some thing similar. In the end, I just don't know. If it is another's work that I falsely believe is my own - I apologize.

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The Old Bridge

 

I'm going down to the old bridge today.

Where we used to sit and dangle our legs.

As we tossed stones.

Into the water far below.

 

I'm going down to the old bridge today.

Where we used to sit and share our dreams.

All the things we would do.

All the places we would go.

 

But it seems so lonely.

Without you by my side.

And if just one dream came true.

I wish it to be, we'd never say goodbye.

 

I went down to the old bridge today.

To find it broken down and rusted.

From the time that's past it's way.

 

The water gone.

 

The river, long gone dry.

 

And after all these years.

That old bridge doesn't seem so high.

 

I went down to the old bridge today.

To leave my dreams.

Among stones.

Tossed long ago.

 

And to say goodbye.

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