Shield
I hope my mistakes don't return to haunt me;
God, I pray, send your angels to guard me.
When the days I stray away from the plan,
Please, reach from the heavens with a helping hand.
©2014 Honestly JT
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2014
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