I feel the whispers of you in my ear.
Sweet breath that I ignore
For I am withered from conflict within
Oh so gently you keep prodding
Knowing that one day you will hear yes
Because you know it must happen
If not I will die
My will conflicts some days with you
And yet you continue to whisper
In my ear
“My darling, you must change.”
Or you will die.
I will die
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