Art by NeilBlade

I am your soldier—
Your guardian—
Sworn to protect,
And loyal until the end.
On this battlefield
I brandish my sword in your defense,
To save you from the pain
That threatens to invade your psyche
And the torment
That would drag your soul to hell.
For you I fight, kill, and die,
Knowing full well I must shield you
From my own love above all,
Because the onus I bear
I cannot burden you with;
So when you are secure at last,
I retire to the fields of Elysium,
Or the halls of Valhalla,
Or even heaven above,
But the real reward is still your affections,
In my death, now given to another.

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