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Click hereI spied you across the way sitting demurely
I dare a glance and I am captivated
I can see your innocence.
Mine has been shattered by what was
I want to hold you
like a warm beacon of light
And defend that innocence
Mine was stolen by being a victim
A victim of circumstances beyond my controll
Many times I cried out for a champion A protector, a saviour, someone to help
My champion was battered down,
beaten into submission
and so I had to bide my time
wait untill I was able to be my own
Champion
You don't have to wait
I will be there for you
defend you with all I have
Is my defence selfish or charitable…
I think... Teaching others to defend themselves, or that they SHOULD defend themselves, is the way.
Sad that the protagonist had no one to help fight his corner, and beautiful that he sees an innocent and wants to help them preserve such a precious thing.
The circumstances must have been terrible ones.