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Click hereYou were a friend
But you burned that bridge
I tried again
But you burned that bridge
You brought me down
And burned again, that bridge
Every time I thought us on the mend
You'd burn the bridge
Even as I walked upon its shaky suspension
You'd burn the bridge
In condescending tones
You burned my bridge
I began to use different materials
So that you couldn't burn my bridge
Now made of metal, and iron-hard
I made sure, you could no longer burn my bridge
Its planks were of molten steel
So you cannot burn my bridge
It flows and flexes, absorbing your hate and anger
So you cannot burn my bridge
Coated in barbs, so I go ever wounded
You still, cannot burn my bridge
Beware when you walk upon it now
For I am now that bridge
Should you choose to continue in your ways
I will yank the bridge
Should you show no mercy, and refuse to change
I will pull my bridge
I can change, and I can move
...and I can TAKE my bridge