DID IT! IT RHYMES! AT TRYING, FIRST, LOOK! FIRST TRY AT RHYMING IT- IT DID!
Verse 1
Death of finders: the broken,
Falling deep into the pits of sorrow.
Breathing men carry the bridge,
Suffering for hollow tomorrow.
Verse 2
Ridges, that from rising Light,
Fighting for the men who bled.
Bridge Four stands,
Where the broken are led.
Verse 3
Honor died once.
For a slave, a goner.
Now gone, a slave.
For a once-dying Honor.
Verse 4
Leaders are broken,
That's where stands Fourth Bridge.
Bleeding whose men; that for fighting,
Light rising from the ridge.
Verse 5
Tomorrow hollow, for suffering,
Bridges the carryman's breath.
Sorrow of pits; that into deep falling,
Broken that finding of death.
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