Familiar Guardian

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Things were bad for a while,
And then he showed up.
He stood over me in the darkness,
A smile on his face.
Suddenly the monsters didnt look quite as scary.

Things were better for a while,
And he stayed.
He protected me from the ammunition that life threw my way.
He started to look more familiar.

His skin was covered in scars and bruises.
He didnt stand over me anymore,
But he still smiled.
I knew who he was.
He was the man I always wanted to see in the mirror staring back at me.

Things are difficult sometimes,
But I'll never forget the last words he said to me.
"I told you I would protect you..
Until you were strong enough to protect yourself."
And I realized that he was always the man i was meant to become,
The person I was meant to be.

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