the two switch places all the time.
Trapped by both, I struggle
to find balance of some kind.
I know I'm wrong,
but you're not right.
I'll disagree -
if just for spite.
You offer help to change my faults,
but I'm too injured by your tone.
So I'll defend them to the death -
give up and please leave me alone.
The one who stays
despite that shove,
will prove to me
the truth of love.
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