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Jan 2012
It all went dark and bleak
I could start to feel my knees grow weak
My hands shook with every word you said
Anger had your face blood red

I'd be there until I was asked to leave
I always wore my heart, right on my sleeve

I'm dying to know how exactly you feel
All because you know how I feel
This separates us from the rest of the pack
Now that we've arrived there is no turning back

I just want you to be well aware
I just want you to be there and care
You proved to handle my highs
But can you withstand my lows

A time will come where you or I depart
It never will be an end just another start
So can I know you're gonna be okay
When the time comes on that fateful day
Copyright; Bret Desrochers
Bret Desrochers
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