It's not Me
Tell me who you are, where
you are
why
Tell me a little bit about yourself
Okay?
I am ice, here and there
I am
A soldier, a scholar
without a chance
I am my fathers daughter
I am magic, a whisper, a sound in the dark,
I am music
My sound
surrounds
to be spoken aloud
Chitter, flitter, flutter
faster
Quiet, he's coming
don't make a sound
it's awake.
The beast
inside
listens
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