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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It is true That my unbalanced 'ying-yang' exposed me to evil. That I embraced darkness instead of the awaiting light That I chose the garment of stains instead of the plain, spotless apparel. And none of these is done in error, but deliberately and with adequate awareness. But I held on to a rock before completely falling down the mountain and screamed for help before completely drowned in the sea. The danger sign wasn't ambiguous and I had a U-turn before reaching dead end. It was just once that the deed is done and the confession of my lips proves to be the last of such an atrocity. Oh Why has the testament of others shown otherwise? Why has my one mistake created so many advocates? Why has accusing fingers go hand in hand with my first name? Why has the same sin permanently claim me in friendship, and subsequent offenders hide under its lordship? Why am I now the goat in the midst of a flock of sheep? Why has the constant reminder of my misdeed; they forever worship? Why has one slumber bound me in ownership? Why do I have to earn the bitter scholarship of misjudgments? See me now! Justice is exchanged for sentiments and assumptions mistaken for truths. Causing the upholders of morality not caring about important alerts as they point all the guns at me while the actual target transgresses right in their behind..
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