my name is Isisnow i'

my name is Isis

now i'm Charlie

my name is Charlie. I hide myself under this name that is not mine

the name that i have stole like ISIL stole mine

my name is Isis and I fear that this isnt my name anymore

my name is Isis and if i keep this name i will scare people.

my name is charlie and Isis is scared,

hiding under a mask of fear and sadness not knowing what the future will bring

my name is Charlie and Isis is dead

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