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Apr 2013
I had found the courage, I had done it.
It slipped through my fingers just as fast as I had caught it.
The word sacrifice doesn't even begin to cover what we had done.

{I wish you weren’t so ****** up.}

We had love that would be admired by all, but was kept so tightly.
We have a love, that will be envied by no one.

We are lost lambs with no place to call home.
Written by
Courtney Karg  Vancouver
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