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the guide in the afterlife watches over her person to guard,
as he is strapped to a chair and hit repeatedly hard,
interrogated by the men who want answers he can't give,
they walk out of the room to talk about if he will live,
puffed up face and blood streaming from his nose,
holding in the emotions as this was the life he chose,
she touches him as he doesn't feel her near,
as he is close to death his vision sees her appear,
brightly lit feeling the warmth on his bruised face,
as she holds him tight but he can't feel her embrace,
trying to talk to her after falling deeply in love,
she sees the men coming back from the stairs above,
wanting to save him but the rules of the afterlife forbid,
watching him grow up all his life from a kind caring kid,
the men come with a gun loading it ready to shoot,
she moves around the back giving him a boot,
passing through his ass her foot doesn't connect,
as the angel of death arrives waiting for a soul to collect,
watching the guide trying to prevent this death,
rolling his eyes then exhaling a sigh in his breath,
he stands in between the bullet and the man,
stopping it from hitting him because he can,
becoming visible to these torturous people who kill,
they freeze with fear remaining completely still,
the guide moves around to touch him once again,
he feels her near ignoring the bruising pain,
the angel of death kills the evil men breaking their backs,
as he fades away in front of him after he hears the cracks,
she kneels down removing the ropes that bind,
fading away also but will always be in his mind.