Her eyes are like glass pools
That capture sunlight in the dark.
Lying on her lap I feel as though I am immortal
And my warrior woman will stop the terrors.
My world is suspended til she trusts me again
To never be the demon that I was before
There is a castle we once owned called our family
And I may have shut the door.
Give me 10 good men and some climbing spikes
And I will never bend.
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