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When I say: I will fight to the death for you, it means I will spew flames at those who dare lift a hand and bruise your soul. I will grind down to ash the person that ever makes you feel small, or less than. I will break the bones of those who think your body is only theirs to do what they want with. I will shoo away the ghosts that attempt to haunt you in your darkest hour. I will cradle you, as I did when you once smelled of baby powder, when your heart breaks from first love, first loss, first pain from those awful things you can't comprehend. I will be your anchor, when everything is flailing and the wind is overpowering and the storm is threatening to drown you. Come back to me, always. Because when I say: I will fight to the death for you, it means I will light the world on fire for you even if I get burned along the way.