Saving My Love
The purpose for my existence
Is the bane of yours
And not even distance
Can stop the wars
Me, protecting my love
From the violence induced by your hate
You, shooting from above
With your aim scarily accurate
No longer able to protect us
I thought of the only option left to me
And I choose, without any fuss
To give you up to set you free
So I looked her in the eyes
She will the only one left
Made peace with my demise
And left her alive, though very bereft
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