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I am a little warrior

I'm a pipsqueak filling in the role of a Lancelot

They think I'm crazy but I know I'm crazy for you

They went to save you

But instead they sent you to Miss Witch

And dug you further into the pit they told you they'd save you from

Liars, they make my blood boil

They made sense to you

They said they were Prince Charming

All they wanted, though, was to terrorize you

To take your hope and turn it into a pitch-black despair

Rendering you helpless and powerless

You won't think much of me

You might thank me for helping you out

I saw Miss Witch and she laughed at me

Thinking I am a pathetic little scoundrel

But the one thing she couldn't get past

Was my iron will to save you, my love

My stare into her cold, dead eyes

Rendered her as hard as a rock

I sent my sword through her heart

And she fell back, lifeless as a stone

I took your hand and pulled you out

It took mighty effort but I did it

And people thought nothing of me

They thought someone else filled for me

But I did it

You were grateful

And smiles graced our faces

I am crazy for you indeed

Author's Note

Cheesy.