the bridge you built
strengthened with fortitude
stricken with endless guilt
to change your attitude

forever used to mean something
what did you truly hold close

far from my wit’s end
it’s been easier to cover up
but so much harder to descend

what can you dig up
deeper then the core
your best laid out plans
torn up all over the floor

haste never made it better
why even try to forget

the north side of this town
used to light you and i up
but we spent too much time
ignoring the sun

now ablaze with fury
let the smoke overtake
crashing to the river

there’s beauty
in the disaster

don’t hold onto me


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