The bridge; crumbling.
The wood; splintering.
The stones; fumbling.
The sides; blistering.
From the hate of the people.
From the pain of the stream.
This bridge represents the earth.
And it's running out of steam.
Soon we all will perish.
Soon we all will die.
Soon the bridge, will give way,
And fall out, of the sky.
Nice rhythm. I like it, especially the part about the Earth running out of steam.
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