Never claimed perfection
being but a man.
The battle rages inside
both sides have their plan.
Couldn't promise flawless;
may be good, likely sin.
Lines blurred and crossed
the implosion rocks within.
Not good enough,
not what they want.
Finding out too late
it wasn't a servant.
I've looked at life all wrong
expecting grace returned
just because extended;
costly lesson learned.
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