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My life is not important,

If his is on the line.

If ever his heart aches,

I’d rather it be mine.

Secretly defending him,

In stories never told.

With my body made of iron,

And my heart made of gold.

I’ll be his secret warrior,

Fighting off all the bad.

And hoping to get rid of,

Any hurt he’s ever had.

I don’t need any armor,

My flesh would be enough.

Stoping ANY pain,

It couldn’t be THAT tough.

I’d live to serve and protect him,

Keeping guard all through the night,

Alert and ready for anything,

I’d put up a great fight.

Reviving body and mind,

A savior for his soul.

Him happy and safe forever,

Would be my final goal.

‘Cause my life is not important,

If his is on the line.

If ever his heart aches,

I’d rather it be mine.