Burning bridges are my story Not so very long ago Even with you standing there The memory haunts me where I go Foolish games that I have played Wishing for something real When you walked down my road You taught me, how love feels Burning bridges, crumpling under Love which was swept away Looking for someplace to turn to On a dark and dismal day Picking up the pieces broken Healing with your gentle hand How do I ever repay you? Be my friend, was all you saidBirth sign: Scorpio
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