Carrying Your Cross
I'd never let you bear your cross
or feel the scourge of thorns,
I would not let you wear that crown
or feel your skin be torn
I kept from you, your rightful path
I stopped you from the fall,
I wouldn't let you down the road
which you were meant to crawl
I stole from you the gift of choice,
I seized from you the weight,
I soothed away your howling voice
but I realized too late.......
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