This Bridge


This bridge is

brick built by

a story known

seen in my eye.


I’ve drowned I

a bottle knew.

I felt hell none

should have to.


These vessels in

and under skin

I trace to begin;

my haunt’s a sin.


So let us set up,

my companion.

Let us ride high

above a canyon.


I’ve known pass

have terrors use

me I am hazy but

you are so true.


So let contstruct

all hope up high.

While below my

fight I fight right.



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