Upon that bridge,
I pondered my existence.
Life had me on the edge,
Ready to open the door to a new reality.
But I learned to deal with the pain,
I learned how to manage it.
I trusted you with my life, which is funny considering you're the one who gave me that last push.
You made me fall,
Never to get back up ever again.
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Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
