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On My Knees

qwerty

since i was left to fall without a net
i had forgotten the power that comes
when i’m on my knees

this surreal reality
allows me to break all the rules
while you break me down

freedom is found in bondage
empowerment in letting go

beauty comes in
the color of red
as the blood rushes to the surface
screaming to spill out

grace comes in the shaking
splendor in knowing that
at this moment
i am safe

at this moment
you are in control
with care and love
you allow me to be here

finding freedom
on my knees

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