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Moon in Leo

On the Portal

By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)Published 3 months ago 2 min read
Moon in Leo
Photo by Jean Vella on Unsplash

Battle behind me,

Battle ahead,

It’s such a shame,

They left me for dead

Angels around me,

Divinely protected

All plots and all spells,

Have been rejected

God on my side,

They sleep with the devil

None of those fools,

Can be on my level

Called up my ancestors,

Went for a ride,

Now all those fools

Are trying to hide

Hide from the guilt,

And all of their shame

Now they regret,

Playing that game

Flipping the tables,

Taking down names,

Pulling these words,

Out from the pain

Carry a torch,

Carry a sword,

Carry these burdens,

Carry them toward

Toward that one place,

I put them down,

And then I replace them,

With my own crown

Walked through the desert,

Walked through the fire,

Dodged all the bullets,

Walked the high wire

All of the clowns,

All of the cons,

Now they all wonder,

Where they went wrong

All that they did,

To slander my name

Now it returns to them,

All just the same

Poetic haunting,

They fear the ghost,

chasing their dreams,

For doing the most

Too late to go back,

To fix what was done,

Their battle is lost,

My victory won

All I deserve,

All that is mine,

It’s all coming back,

Now is the time

Telling the truth,

Reached a conclusion,

Bursting their bubble,

Dispelling illusion

Going for gold,

Queen of my castle,

Ridding myself,

Of all the hassle

Line in the sand,

No one can cross,

All that was wished me,

Is now their loss

I deserved better,

Don’t get what you give,

I gave away kindness,

They didn’t want me to live

Alive and awake,

Not buried and dead,

The price that I payed,

Is now on their head

All of my ancestors,

And all my guides

My faithful protectors

Here by my side

Walking with angels,

Heaven and earth,

Now that I know,

Know all my worth

Never again,

Will I be in that place,

Only alive,

By God’s sweet grace

Thankful for life,

Each breath I take,

Praying for wisdom,

Each move I make

Justice is coming,

It’s at the door,

Part two of this poem,

Yes there is more

To be continued…

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About the Creator

Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)

I am a writer, photographer, and a storyteller. I gain inspiration from the haunted and the beautiful, and the mysterious 'in between'. Music is my Muse and so are all of you. Everyone is a character in my story. Welcome to my storyland.

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