Poetry – Chatting with V

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There’s a fire burning in her soul. A yearning that’s getting out of control. The need for freedom is suffocating.

What would I do differently… & who would I be consequently. This is kind of a loaded question. One

How do I adapt to this change? This new way is strange. This new way of being. They say the

It feels like her spark is being muted. Like her flame is being diluted. She is slowly dying, wilting