On my knees purposefully.
Something greater is around.
Pushing my hands higher to find a proper escape.
Can’t let my hands or faith break.
I know sacred promises.
The body needs to submit into position.
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Submission.
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Been on both sides.
Willing and refusing to fight.
I’m still burning time like cigarettes.
Defiling this fleshy temple.
Almost ready to peel these stickers.
Covering real issues with transparent paint.
Holding on to routines I love to hate.
Screaming save me while sitting.
I know visions behind veils.
The body needs to submit into position.
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Submission.
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What am I dying for?
Comforting chemicals discontinuing my clock.
Think I’m living while dazed currently lost.
Holding back refusing my place.
