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Click hereMy mind keeps swimming
I can’t find release
This newly found freedom
I'm shackled, not free
I existed for you
Myself I laid bare
There at your feet
Except you were not there
I cried and I begged
Felt rejection and shame
As I play it now over
I won’t be the same
You said go choose
Pick over again
You did not want me
And my soul will not mend
I existed to serve
To worship to please
And my happiest place
Was there on my knees
Looking at Master
Not able to serve
I feel fragile and weak
I can’t find the nerve
My voice is not there
My spirit it fades
Into pictures of worlds
Like Thomas Kinkade’s
The ones where I’m happy
The ones where I’m free
The ones where my service
Always will be
To you my Master
I still love you so
Please never forget
The slave you let go