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My struggle to be free |
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My mind is in a dark room. I can see the light but I can't get there. Cold and hungry I sit and wait Wait and wait For what I ask myself, go to the light but I wait afraid to go The alcohol keeps me in the dark place Offered help many times but I still wait I go to the door the light is bright people are laughing, playing and praying But I stay in the dark room Come out they say it's better here.but I stay inside Years go by in the dark and then she came An angel named Mary She did not force me or make me feel bad She made gentle appearances gaining my trust and showing me kindness and love She held out her hand and we walked through the door together Mary is my sponsor for AA and my guardian angel for life |
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