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 My cross is borne with pain Said I never would return Yet, here I am again Many times the dreams have died More often they've been slain My own actions, my worst nemesis My cross is borne with pain As daylight nears within arm's reach My cross begins to shake Tired of falling two steps back For every step I take Many times I start anew After yet, one more mistake My own touch, the hand of shame My cross begins to shake As one day gives way to another My cross it weighs me down For every trail I've left behind I wear this thorn-made crown Many times the tears I cry Are hidden by the clown My own thoughts, voice insanity My cross it weighs me down As time moves on with shades of grey My cross it starts to burn Rising flames of consequence And lessons never learned Many times contrition acts New leaves get overturned My own life, rusted with regret My cross it starts to burn As I stand before you all My cross it turns to ash I prayed the Lord my soul to take My soul's about to crash Many times the psyche leaves This time without a flash My own demise, often foretold My cross it turns to ash |