it's hard for me to trust anyone
that's why i only have three bridges
one for my family
one for my friends
and one for you
or at least it used to be,
now i'm stuck with two;
i used to think that it'll be fine
i'll keep the bridge and you'll stay mine
but that wasn't the case
i was too easy to replace
i'll burn that bridge when i get to it
as i'm drowning in the water underneath
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PoetryA collection of poems on the journey of life, love, and heartbreak. [COMPLETED]