The Bridge
I stand alone on that very same bridge
Time has flown and left me still
As those thoughts come flooding back
I find my smile I thought I lost
As I grasp that evanescent joy
Futile I know... But still I try
This was where fate played thief
Only to leave me incomplete
As I try to hold it in
I find my feet turn and walk away
What I lost will always remain
As a tear drop… As my pain…
TrApS'
4 comments:
leme b da first to comment.....
good goin dude!!
its got a good feel...
keep writin...
didnt knw u wer this good a poet.. :D
keep goin..
oooooooh man,i never thought dat u could write such good stuffs...
keep writing n be rocking...!!
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