You fall for my strength and my courage You admire my free spirit and my burning soul You call me a warrior princess and take my hand in awe
And then you demand me to bow to you?
You expect me to take your commands, ask me to be calm and quiet? You want me to be all yours instead of all mine And think this is what love should look like
Don’t confuse loyalty with obedience
The first one arises from strength
latter comes with weakness…
Remember and respect what you fell for – or prepare for war.
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