The protector, guardian, and helping hand
My aid and guide when I cant stand
My brother and my self-restraint
My tortured, worried, watchful saint
You catch me when I stumble and fall
You come running to my frightened call
You cast light on childish fears
You keep me from my burning tears















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I can't help but have a feeling that this is about 'someone' though >w>
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Rorschach is the father of my children XD
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It's not merely a chior: it's many beautiful gleaming threads of sound coming together to weave something so profoundly magical that its presense can only grace existence once.
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