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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required #At_this_juncture For long, have I been on my knees, palm to palm, pleading and praying. Praying for serenity in my heart, a cleansed soul, a cheerful smile, Love at it's purest. The light at the end of my tunnel. Positioned me here, and now I'm confronted. Confronted by demons, in place of blessings. Lust and love, junxstapositioned. A fate of a man, without course and self-discipline This is never me. My plea was simple, a companion! Maybe the prayer was lost in the specifications. For this here, is not what I specified. Cornered to choose, strangled by own desires. At this juncture, betrayal and loss are both inevitable. They said a man's heart is wide and deep like an ocean but here I feel like mere boy, confronted and at trial. Trial for seeking, seeking what's now beyond my capacity. I said I was simple and clear but this here is far worse than my own principles. At this juncture, if blood doesn't spill, hearts will be shattered, either way I'm implicated. Implicated by uncertainty, an accomplice, if not the perpetrator, Perpetual results of being born a man. Blood stains on both my palms. What was a simple prayer, turned into a nightmare. I seeked for blessings, instead I got battle of the two worlds; my heart and flesh. Take away my sight, take away my conscience, at this juncture I'm not a match. If this be a test, see from the redeemer side, this white flag of defeat and surrender, hoisted on my heart. I'm a lover, not a breaker, I'm a mender not a distroyer. At this juncture, right or wrong, casualties will be there, I don't wanna be the trigger holder. Pain and distruction are not in my veins, please heaven and earth, rescue me from this juncture #Poetic_Ink
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