The Girl Under the Bridge
Time forgot the girl under the bridge in rough terrain.
The nearby store would give her food
and a newspaper to read.
She’d dream of escaping her world, safely
by train.
She’d wear a clean, fancy dress through the entire deed.
Her ideas were grand, optimistic,
everything to gain.
But time forgot the girl under the
bridge in rough terrain.
The nearby store would give her food
and a newspaper to read.
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