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Your betrayal of me
Is the betrayal of yourself
The suppressed, repressed and denied
Feminine Divine

Yet your ploy; perceived
Is no longer a ploy
In my Reality
Of which I have Command

I no longer need you 
To show me my wounds
To allow myself
To be the scapegoat
For your pain

The truth hurts
But lies hurt more
I no longer hold them for you
Thank you, they’re yours

I could pity you
Because you don’t even know!
Your delusions and illusions are great

But in time you will know
Oh you are so scared to face!
That which you fear!
The truth I reflect
Is YOUR mirror, my dear

You cannot control
That which cannot be tamed
You burn me at the stake
But it is you that is shamed!

I am more Powerful
In my truthful vulnerability
Even when I am falling
With nothing to cling to
Than you will ever be
In your lies and delusions!

I am free to be me!
As you are to be you
If you choose
I no longer need you
I have what is true!
    
I claim my Self
In Full Power
No excuses, no apologies, no shame
I FEEL IT ALL!

The kundalini rises
The passion is FREE
Wild and ecstatic
Loving all parts of ME!

Oh how I can now SING
And dance
Even on the grave of your ignorance
Or was it mine?
Oh well, whatever, nevermind….

Baba Yaga
I do believe
I have passed your tests!
Now GIVE ME WHAT’S MINE
I’M DONE WITH THE REST!!!!!