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Am I imprudent to request
To fall on knees
Until they bleed
Is it too much
To see me blessed
To give me succour
In my need?
I am unworthy it is true
But worth will fall
And so will shame
I am forsaken
Yet I rise
To take my course
To take the blame
As most before I fall and cry
In greatest need
Is truest face
I am but nothing
Broken pride
But this is when
I most need grace
But this is when
I most need grace
(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
I love this poem. Stunning and deeply felt
Thanks so much! 🙂 🙂
This is really nice. Yes it is. Deeply felt.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂