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Jul 2011
I can still see his hand
resting heavy on my right arm
and every night I hear him
begging me to stop the harm
to my own sacred body
warnings ringing like a smoke alarm.

But inside my mind is rocking
and my body's shaking free my soul
I can see myself sleepwalking
like my mind is set on cruise control
and once again I hear him talking
guiding me through this black hole.

I know he's here protecting me
I see his shadow in the dark
I can feel his love caressing me
and helping me embark
on this life-long journey
tryna' find the angel's arc
and I get a little closer
after every blunt I spark.

So before I roll another game
I'll step back from the brink
and I'll open up my mind
so I can hear him think
'*** if I listen carefully
I'll find the missing link
I'll write the answers on this leaf
before I burn away the ink...
Georgina Ann
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Georgina Ann
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