Cross to Bear
this cross hanging over my heart
is so worn from the wear
from the clutching
of my sweaty palms
when life's too unfair to bear.
from the late nights and the salty tears
my burdens i've carried
through these years.
the chains that chain
they don't remain the same
as this cross that keeps me sane
because i know im to blame
for my pain.
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