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by Sarah Groby Apr 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
They would make him carry it He would always fall They would let him meet his family and friends Then, they hung him up He would always say "Drink this, this is my body" He would always say "Eat this, this is my body" He would always tell us "Pray, for those you should pray for" He would always tell us "Pray, for those you don't need to pray for" He has died for us He has done everything for us He has gotten nailed to a cross for us He has protected us He would always tell us "I love you" He would always tell us "Call me your father"