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To watch you go, broke my heart, to watch you go broke my heart, as a father I couldn't be prouder of a son. You came to me and asked to leave my side. To leave meant everything to you, to leave meant everything to me. I wanted to pour out my wrath when I saw them treat you the way they did. You took the pain and prayed for them and asked for their forgivness, they'll never know how much you loved them. They rose against you they beat you down, they scoffed and mocked you they gave you a thorned crown, they gave you a cross to bear you pressed on they nailed you to that cross and you said I love them this much, you spread out your arms and Said I love them this much. I love you
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The Admiration Of A Son
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