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The Winter River Bridge
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The snow collects in little dollops on the daisies that grow here
The frigid waters rush by the dying flower infested embankments
The flesh may crawl, if in contact with these waters
So chilled, they seem, that the name of this river fits
The wooden planks that cross these treacherous waters are rotten
Though they speak many stories of romance and love
Starting today, though, they will speak nothing but questions
How one life turned this place into a graveyard
*
She slowly crossed the powder-dusted walk with her head hung down so low
Her eyes filled with much emotion, yet still somehow empty, somehow blank
Like she pushed back everything that took place in her life, every little detail
Just for this moment where she would gather up all her courage and take that fatal plunge into numbness
She reached the creaky wood of the bridge and glided until against the rail
Taking one more look around the last things she would ever see, she took a deep breath
She gripped the rail and pushed herself into the rushing darkness below
And lost herself in the Winter River
The frigid waters rush by the dying flower infested embankments
The flesh may crawl, if in contact with these waters
So chilled, they seem, that the name of this river fits
The wooden planks that cross these treacherous waters are rotten
Though they speak many stories of romance and love
Starting today, though, they will speak nothing but questions
How one life turned this place into a graveyard
*
She slowly crossed the powder-dusted walk with her head hung down so low
Her eyes filled with much emotion, yet still somehow empty, somehow blank
Like she pushed back everything that took place in her life, every little detail
Just for this moment where she would gather up all her courage and take that fatal plunge into numbness
She reached the creaky wood of the bridge and glided until against the rail
Taking one more look around the last things she would ever see, she took a deep breath
She gripped the rail and pushed herself into the rushing darkness below
And lost herself in the Winter River
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