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Dec 2016
Running into happiness; running from any fear.
Running after the love we have that's, oh, so sincere.
Running into matrimony, setting aside the voices.
We plug our ears and close our eyes, jumping into our choices.

Then we arrive side by side at our destination.
I look at you. You look at me, and here we are still taken.
We are taken with each other, never to desire another.

We had roamed the earth to and fro, questioning which way to go.
Searching all the alley ways and searching all the corners.
Still, we kept on pressing forward.

No such luck; no such hope, sliding down this slippery *****.
"**** love," "***** it all," "I'll never find true love at all."

Then, the heavens conspire, all of the angels retire
To bring together hopeless hearts out of the muck and mire.

We lock eyes; our fate is sealed.
Our deepest wounds are about to be healed.
Taken by surprise. Lost in each other's eyes.
We thought our heartbreak would become our demise.

But, now we're running.

Running into happiness; running from any fear.
We're running after our love that's, oh, so sincere.
Cameryn Rogers
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