Playing God
I have given you life.
Transformed you from a creature of warm flesh
Into one that no longer needs to breathe.
You don’t need to.
Not any more.
With just a few scrawls on cream paper
You have been immortalized.
Today, you exist in more than a dozen creations
A different facet of yourself in each one
Every one captured with the same loving hand.
With a few embellishments, your metamorphosis
From a mundane human to absolute perfection
Is complete.
End.
---Yes, more emo poetry.
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