Friday, December 5, 2014

Not A Fighter

I'm not a fighter.
I don't like confrontation.
I cringe at yelling.
I like peace.

But when they tore you apart before my very eyes something snapped.  I became angry, violent, strong.

I fought for you.
Tooth and nail.  Blood and all.
I didn't back down from a single argument.
When they criticized you, I defended.
When they called you out, I stood behind you.
I stood alone.

But I don't care because while I may not be a fighter, I will fight for you.
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