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My calling

This calling keeps me steadfast,
a belief that I'm a phoenix  when there's nothing left.
I was made to make you last,
I was made to make you last!

I will be Your shelter; a catalyst of your happiness,
something to hide behind when you're facing death at the hands of the enemies in your head.
Rebuild me, rebuild me!

I don't know much,
but I know you mean something.
Get back! Let me shield you from damning eyes. I lift you up and spit in their face.
I'm giving everything,
why treat me like I'm nothing?

I let you through my walls,
you breathed my ash,
How could you kill me? How could you kill me? I pray you restore me and enjoy the taste so we can put this in the past.

I'm so sick of falling. I'm falling...
Written by flowersforever
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