By Damien Knight
Every bridge gets built
But only some get burned
With every lie spoken
Is it not what you have earned?
Some people understand
What it takes to build trust
But for you a twisted tongue
Leaves me in disgust.
Let the bridge fall
And the lies here end
For the one who once was
My best friend.
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