My Protector
The protector I oh so miss
Who used to give me a kiss
His black hair
Was oh so fair
His glittering eyes
Were like clear skies
My protector will be waiting
When my time of wilting
He will always love me
No matter what become
My protector is my buddy
Who was quite funny
He will never leave
As long as I belive.
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