Don't Question It
I find them a little oddThese feelings in my chest
But I don't question them
My heart knows best
Whenever you are down
I feel I must help you to fly
To take to your glorious wings
And once more caress the sky
Whenever you are weak
I feel I must protect you
To be your sole bastion
Hidden from a world so blue
Whenever you are hurt
I feel a need to avenge that
As anyone who could harm you
Is a villainously vile rat
These are the feelings
That burn now in my chest
There's nothing to question
As my heart knows best
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