I call this a vignette. Or maybe just snapshots of memory—fragmented moments. Separate events that loop back on themselves, blurring together as though they were one.

They loop, they collide, they bleed into each other—until you’re not sure what happened when, only that it did.

These are small, fractured piecesof a much greater story—but one that’s best told in splinters.

Written, composed, and performed by © Samira Wyld 2025 A Wyld and Untamed Production 2025

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I think I died. Not in the tragic way. Not with sirens or screams. Just... quietly.

For anyone who’s ever felt like they woke up in the wrong skin. Between Worlds is a spoken monologue from the fracture point—where memory blurs, and nothing feels real anymore.

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The ocean and all its moods

Is solace granted

Whether it’s the storm

In the rough

Or the calm glassy sheen of everything in between

It’s never too much

And it’s never enough

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'He taught me silence. I taught him noise.'

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Born of dread
. Born from the undead. 
Born to a life that was never lived
. But carried by assault instead.

Written, composed, and performed by © Samira Wyld 2025 A Wyld and Untamed Production 2025

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A story about grit, rage, resistance, and pain dragged to the edge.

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A poem for the one who were never invited.

Written, composed, and performed by © Samira Wyld 2024Backing track © Samira Wyld, Iain’s Song (Lovers Mix)

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A red dress. A loaded gun. A name she never got to whisper. This time, she’s not asking to live—she’s refusing to die.

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His gaze burned, sharp and steady, tracing the wet fabric of her dress, the curve of her shoulders, the way her body tensed with each drop of rain soaking through the fabric.


Written, composed, and performed by © Samira Wyld 2025.Featuring samples © Samira Wyld, from the single Closer.

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The turbulence hit harder than she expected. The private jet shook, the metal groaning under the pressure, and she gripped the nearest bar, heart racing as the world outside seemed to teeter on the brink of chaos. She had flown thousands of miles to perform, to sell a piece of herself. Nothing new about that, except tonight the air felt thick, and her nerves felt raw, unhinged, like something was coming.

She took the job anyway. She always did.

Written, composed, and performed by © Samira Wyld 2025.A Wyld and Untamed Production 2025

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