Small, micro, immature, insignificant, miniature, diminutive and insufficient are the perfect amounts needed to describe a life of this caliber. You had nothing more to say to address the fact that you were speechless from a glimpse of my magical hypnotizing temperament. Letting my words be set in stone in your mind not to ever be removed again; you took me all too seriously. At the time my stern discourse flowed off my tongue like spring water down the mountainside with a pleasurable appearance. My words left you speechless and without understanding of the point I was attempting.You hesitated before interrupting my personal train of thought but your hesitant delay came too late and I had already vanished, converting myself into air for you to breathe. Ideally I saved you. You were attempting death staring into the blazing flames of the afterlife, consequent of your bad choices, I was your savior. Wings I did not have, weapons I did not bear, and strength I did not posses, but I was your redeemer. Into my eyes you looked for hope and my hand for guidance. I raised you from your infant ways and molded you into the mighty being you are here with me today. I yelled your name to grab your attention and to flaunt my dependable love for you to those around us. I doubted you would except but you did, you were the creator of this all and had no problem taking full responsibility for it. You loved me without effort and I controlled my emotion for I had to escape to revive you from your approaching death. You suffered but not greatly you were deprived from love until I were to return but my return never came, so your died and my departure was needless. I did no good but did plenty harm.
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