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nescire-vitam · 8 years

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maybe it’s a good thing to go through a little hell. a woman knows the inside of the devil’s mouth better than the back of her hand by the time she’s old enough to be considered a woman. her lullabies sound a lot like a dragon’s heavy breathing. take a flying beast and stick it outside her window and tell her the beast inside her is more like a fawn or a mouse and it can’t fend for itself.your story is a long way from over. you and your saucer-sized eyes, watching your kingdoms crumble. i can see your hands wanting to make a fist, wanting to fight off everything that is a threat. nobody else will see this as self-defense. they will tell you little girls don’t get their hands dirty. they go down easy. they keep their voice quiet. so wear your scars proud. the first time you end up with dirt on your hands, it will also be caked on your knees and your shoulders and tangled in your hair. listen: when girls learn how to play dirty, it turns this whole town to revolution. stars turn to / sparklers turn to / fire turn to / riot turn to / chaos turn to / war turn to / she knows blood better than he does. you’ll faint and she won’t even falter.don’t let your crown fall. growing up a woman means losing patience / losing blood / losing wars / losing your name / forgetting you had one in the first place. they will say you were his princess, but look at all his mistresses. and you’ll smile, blood between your teeth, say, no, there’s no he, there’s only me. i was the queen. watch me turn your world upside down. this is our battleground, where we’ll learn whether we have claws or talons, how to not flinch when you’re digging your way through the rib cage. you’ve got a siren song sitting underneath your tongue, the melody is singing out loud and clear now, bringing your blood to the boiling point. watch the sea thrash for you, the clouds part, look at all that control resting in the palm of your hand. this is our reign, and we’re going to come out the other side with diamonds in our eyes.

princess, hold your head high, angelea l.

(Inspired by/with lyrics from Fletcher’s ‘Princess’)

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