MOIRA I’ve been to hell and back, And back again. It's a never-ending cycle for me. Every time I think the worst is over, I get knocked right back down again. I grew up on the streets. I've been traded in and out of men's beds, I thought that was my lowest moment, but I was wrong. I was taken from one hell and sold into another. I'm calloused, hardened, and hopeless. But when Griff swoops in, More than once, To protect me, save me, rescue me, One thing is certain: He’ll never stop saving me. He’s my Guardian angel, One I can't live without. GRIFF I'd go to Hell and back to save her, Knock anyone down who gets in my way. I did it once. I’ll do it again. I’ll do it as many times as it takes. She's strong, bold, and beautiful, Yet vulnerable, sensitive, and perfect. She deserves the best in life, Except for the hand she's been dealt. I need her, love her, crave her, And I'll do anything to keep Moira safe.