This is Gonna Sting

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This is Gonna Sting

If I make you hiss in rage with words that pierce your soul like claws down your spine…

I consider my job done. 

What you don’t know is that you are possessed

by an invisible monarch that holds you under duress

with words that promise

that you will fit in.

Some of you are here to taste the simple experience of chocolate.

Live your life freely without regret.

You are beautiful in your happiness.

Some of us came here forged in fire with swords in hand.

We were born to strike while the iron is hot and open your skin.

To drain the poison from within

The network of veins that plague the vortex with impurities of self-righteousness.

The poison of indoctrination that has left you spineless

in the name of compliance.

We are defiance.

We will not rest

Until your tears of release

Set you free

And you remember your divinity.

You are worthy.

When you’re finished grieving

For a false dream

Just remember to breathe air like it’s free.

We are not your enemy

We are just bringing the heat

To burn out the impurities.

And it stinks.

But remember to breathe air like it’s free.

This is gonna sting.

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