My Protector
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Last published Thu, May 23, 2013
When he kisses me it feels like all the bad things that happened died. Like he put a shield over us nothing or no one can get in like we're all alone. Like he's my protector but I don't know what he's protecting me from.
He is my protector but even he can't protect me now
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