This is a little sketch I jotted down nine years ago and never developed. I started editing it into lines, phrases, stanzas before posting it here...and then reconsidered and thought that should be up to you. This is pretty much how I wrote it down the first time.

I can imagine this as an urgent whisper/incantation or bundled into a sharp staccato rap delivery. I always read it like I'm performing in a poetry jam, which I've never actually done; that may explain why I've not used or published this before. Anyway, use it however you like. Chop it up, repeat, overlay with something else. Whatever.
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I am
Your icon
An image
A vision
Perfection
You see in me
A reflection
Of dreams
Drifting under the surface
Settling lower
Proud
Belly
Up

I am
Eternal
Essential
Undying
Potential
Will always be
Evidential
These wounds
Being mortal are only
Intended for you
Others
Not
Me