Written by Emily Harstone | December 2, 2016
Her ripples took hours to fade.
I saw you across the Styx.
Water, wood, fog. Then nothing left.
Wood, fog, water. Then nothing’s left.
The path will always end right.
The rickety bridge led to nowhere.
Trust is all I have left.
Lonely broken pathway over still water
Lonely broken pathway over still waters
Walk with caution, but keep walking.
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Her ripples took hours to fade.
I saw you across the Styx.
Water, wood, fog. Then nothing left.
Wood, fog, water. Then nothing’s left.
The path will always end right.
The rickety bridge led to nowhere.
Trust is all I have left.
Lonely broken pathway over still water
Lonely broken pathway over still waters
Walk with caution, but keep walking.