Your wanted me to be weak,
Therefore forcing me to be strong.
You tried to force compliance,
Therefore tying me to rebellion.
You wanted a hit of my fiery lipstick,
Therefore prompting me to burn you.
You tried to drink from my sacred blood,
Therefore driving me to show you rivers.
I tried to warn you that this would happen,
But you couldn’t hear my voice.
Do you hear me now?
I told you actions have consequences,
But I didn’t exist in your mind then.
Do you see me now?
That’s the trouble, isn’t it?
A fire like yours
A fire like mine
When one tries to hurt the other
It doesn’t work out so well
Because fire is a defensive being-
I warned you that this would happen
When you struck me in the dark,
You forced me to turn and strike back.
I tried to warn you
But you didn’t listen
You tried to hurt me anyway,
I can’t save you from consequences.
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