I could see the weight of the world on your shoulders
That was the reason your shoulders slumped
The reason your back always hurt
The reason your hands were so calloused
I wonder who asked you to hold it up?
Was it your punishment
For some sin committed lifetimes ago?
Or those committed the day before
Or did you feel it was always yours to hold
Like an albatross around your neck
You carried the world with you when you left
Maybe that's why mine has been so empty since
I don't need you to bring it back
But I wish you'd put it down
But I know you won't
So I can only hope and pray
That now the world isn't so heavy
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