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The Bridge
It comes to mind,
In darkest of times,
A place to go
To make everything end.
The pain to stop,
The hurt to cease,
The memories that make,
Her so ill at ease.
She can’t go there,
Or she’ll be nowhere,
She has to resist,
Pain that’s too much to bear.
Things will look different,
When another day is spent,
In time she’ll feel better,
Her life will depend.
