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Can I be angry?

I hope you read this and feel like shit.

I hope you all read this and feel like shit.

I want to set something on fire,

and let my life flow through my fingers.

I want to break windows and necks

and become an Amazonian queen.

I am too small, but my spirit

is too large for a cage.

This warrior inside of me cannot be gagged and bound.

You will see this woman

and know that this is the face of WOMAN.

The giver of life and the producer of generations to come.

All things come from betwixt my thighs.

These thighs. She thighs. Woman thighs.

You cannot snuff out my candle.

I cannot be kept still long.

I will break through,

and this lioness will hunt again.