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[For] You
When I pulled you out
of Hell
You were sixty-nine years old
and torturing.
I grabbed your broken soul
and glued
the pieces back together
to twenty-nine.
All for you…
For you…
You…
When I rebelled
from Heaven
you were thirty years old
and mistrusting.
I fought beside you and earned
a place
in your heart where you could call
me family.
All for you…
For you…
You…
When I was fighting a
civil war
you were thirty-one
and alone.
I sucked in all the souls
from Purgatory
and defeated Raphael to stop the
apocalypse again.
All for you…
For you…
You…
When the leviathan took
me over
you were thirty-two
and hurting.
I took on Sam's Hell scars to
free him
from the pain that I caused and to repent for
my sins.
All for you…
For you…
You…
When I stayed behind
in Purgatory
you were thirty-three
and pure.
When I was told to kill
Dean Winchester
I couldn't and took the tablet for
safe keeping.
All for you…
For you…
You…
When I'm human because Metatron took
my grace
you are thirty-four
and scared.
I wish I knew where exactly
you are
so I can go to you like I
always do.
All for you…
For you…
You…