We rose from the soil in filthy clothes,
Just to give each other names we didn't want
A door that you never saw before,
A fading portrait losing colors constantly
A stone that you carried all alone,
A parasitic anchor or a termite-ridden oar.
And I finally realized what it's worth,
But I'm just not sure of which is worse
Is this a blessing or a curse?
Today we said what we had to say,
So you could run for centuries
And I might follow suit
It's true, a garment of royal blue
A flame between your fingers
And an oil lamp that dimmed
And tied to your ankle was a chain,
Meant to absolve and not detain
But i never had too much to gain.
The thorn in your side,
I wish it was mine
And you never died.
My friend, I will never apprehend
A reminiscent flower
And a seven hour drive
We swore that there would be nothing more,
But I could use an answer
And I'm sure that you could too.
And I finally realized what it's worth,
But I'm just not sure of which is worse
Is this a blessing or a curse?

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