Date: 2/25/2008

Under my bridge

Here is my freedom, this is my home, i lie under my bridge, above me the iron steeds roam.. After soul destroying classes, i travel to where i can dream, 2meters under a road, i lie under my bridge, i let my thoughts reload.. The raging wheels rolling over my head, an image anyone would dread, but this is my sweet derangement, my excuse for estrangement, i lie under my bridge, my bed of disengagement.. This spot right here, is the area sane people fear, but i am not normal, i lie under my bridge, soaking in the informal.. The land above i have not even seen, it doesn't matter - this is my place, the space between, having my feet firmly on the ground, and the road above my head as my cloud, lying under MY bridge, i love this world i've found...


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