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My Angel; My Protector

I crave this blurred bubble
To dance in the sky
To feel free as I smoke
And become high
Drug me until I reach Nirvana
Let my pain pulse away
Let my hangover come again
Some other fucking day
I sway -- Fall
Thinking the pot
Was a bowl of towering ice cream
I drool -- Puke
I drift into a dream
Keeping my desperate mind
Far away from reality
As the drugs roam the bloodstream
God smacked me with his blinding lights
And sent an angel
She was no ordinary woman
She was my mother -- my protector
She swiftly swung me off my feet
To bring me to a life so sweet
One I had before
But one I thought dull
One I chose to ignore
If only everyone could be guided
Then a gay life would be provided


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