Silence
Oppressing, bitter silence
Debris litter the floor
The remnants of any heart I ever had
Ripped, torn from my chest
Thrown on the floor
Stomped on for all to see
From cower to kneel
I bring myself off the floor
From kneel to stand
For I only kneel for my Mistress
A deep breath to center
I square my shoulders
And hold my head high
That which doesn't **** us
Makes us stronger
I will get through this
Through the darkness
I will find the light.
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 1:02 PM UTC
Silence
Oppressing, bitter silence
Debris litter the floor
The remnants of any heart I ever had
Ripped, torn from my chest
Thrown on the floor
Stomped on for all to see
From cower to kneel
I bring myself off the floor
From kneel to stand
For I only kneel for my Mistress
A deep breath to center
I square my shoulders
And hold my head high
That which doesn't **** us
Makes us stronger
I will get through this
Through the darkness
I will find the light.
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