I'm a quiet woman. A dangerous one at that. Give me love, and it's dangerous for a woman like me.
I don't burn men; I don't provoke women. I don't mount weights on my shoulders, I don't move castles just for myself.
I'm a quiet woman. A dangerous one, that once you give me love, I will swallow lit matches into my gas-filled lungs and breathe fire to my terrible world to burn, burn, burn and rub ash on my skin, hoping it will fix my aching heart.
Hope peace for a dangerous woman like me. Hope nothing else will fall apart.