21

She’s not even 21
She’s bled and cried
All that she can

She’s left her hometown
And her old boyfriends behind her

For a new place
Some new thrills
And no reminders

Bridge
Of what had been her life then
Of what had been her life then

Last time I saw her
She was just back from the islands

Hot with fever
A new child deep within her

Her kiss was sweating
Her body fresh with poisons

We decided it was best
Just to remember

Second Bridge
How things had been, so sweet then
How things had been, so sweet then

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