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Jan 2013
Weak and crumbled
upon the rocks
I wait for just one sign
Sick and troubled
have no strength
I pray for the last time

As the days burn
I see the leaves
as spring comes once again
The warmth returns
but not your love
you're gone my only friend

I placed my strength
at your feet
gave you all I had
and when you left
there I stood
a sad, weak, young man
Christopher Howes
Written by
Christopher Howes  La Verne
(La Verne)   
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   Emanuel Martinez
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