Kourtney

by failure by choice   Apr 6, 2007


When bridges are burnt and doors are closed
as life tries to bring me down
there is nothing between me and my long deserved fall to hell

yet a hand, by grace, reaches down
further than one as true should ever reach
yet she grabs hold and pulls me through

once i had said i could do this alone,
and many times id failed
but i know the truth, somehow i just needed you.

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