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Burning Bridges

Sometimes we cross those bridges with the matches in our hand. We light that b**ch on fire , though it wasn't what we'd planned. When happily ever after turns into hell on earth, it's time to take stock of our lives and remember our self worth . You can only try so long to make things work out right before it's time to cut those ties, when flight outweighs the fight . Don't let someone bring you down to the point of no return. Just cross the bridge, light the match and let that sucker burn

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