i am,
storm’s daughter
tender mother
devil’s lover,
i have cured leg of a hunter
ripped apart apart by wolves
i have pulled a child from under the ice
you can't fix me!
how one can be so blind
to tear day apart from a night
and pretend it has never existed?
you lose every time you pick a side
black and white -
are always mixed
they can not be apart
every child knows
you kill angels
the same way you kill dragons