Bridge - Poem by Richard Betts
He decided to leave her past behind,
And keep her love a little more confined.
So they slipped away with no farewell,
Telling falsehoods they knew would sell.
Desperate to flee those they deceived,
They tried to alter the way they were perceived.
So we watched them build a bridge of lies,
And slink across to the other side.
They cower there with their backs to the crowd,
Hands in their pockets, heads to the ground.
Sometimes we see them and they divert their eyes,
As they gag on the final pieces of their pride.
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