<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565533" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Only Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man of Sorrow<br>Man of Pain<br>You took it all<br>Without any gain.<br>You loved us all<br>With gentle eyes<br>Man of Sorrow<br>Man of Pain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">39 plus one<br>Lashes great fall on your back<br>A crown of thorns<br>Pressed down around your head<br>The blood runs down<br>and yet you cry<br>'So many lost; <br>So many die.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man of Sorrow<br>Man of Pain<br>Leave it now-<br>And cry again<br>Man of sorrow<br>Man of pain<br>Your troubled heart<br>Feels my pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lifted up to die<br>Bitter gall served fresh<br>As wine<br>Yet you'd do it again<br>For one lost sheep<br>That beats in the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Man of sorrow <br>Man of pain<br>When is it enough? <br>So much grief<br>You swallow up<br>Yet you bore it<br>And demand me live-<br>Man of sorrow<br>I humbled myself down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All glory to you<br>Man of sorrow<br>All thrones belong to you<br>Man of pain<br>You gave me life and<br>Even more<br>I have nothing<br>But myself to give -<br>Yet I keep taking it back<br>Man of Sorrow<br>Man of Pain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charlotte+Ballard">Charlotte Ballard</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=565533" data-title="My Only Song de Charlotte Ballard" data-description="Man of Sorrow Man of Pain You took it all Without any gain. You loved us all With gentle eyes Man of Sorrow Man of Pain 39 plus one Lashes great fall on your back A crown of thorns Pressed down around your head The blood runs down and yet you cry..."></div> </div> </div>

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