Cursed

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That's how it ended

Care I poured was love

And the bottle got filled

With a freaking thrill

Joy and grief pill by pill

We were careful not to spill

Since it was warm to dwell

And we made a happy quill

All about that time spent well

Gave names that stay still

Weird but smiles would fill

Everytime we uttered funny spell

Plant, frog and what else we will?

Oh, we shared a common name

We were pots made without skill

Pot? Pot?

We checked each other like hell

And then a day fell

Just to make us ill

Then tears were all that swell

I begged holding your gown with a tight pull

You asked me to kill?

Aren't you ?

I left the hold with a trembling shrill

I wanted to stitch back your thoughts

So did i nagged you with words

That would make you feel well

Suddenly, you took the bottle

That got filled and read it's name

You were afraid

Of what if it read as “ love “?

You screamed.

For we both were cursed to love,

In separate ways

I lifted the same bottle

And this time it read “ Friends”

Whom to blame ?

A wall you built , safe and far away

From all the stories I would tell.

Stay safe and bring me cake

For I would be waiting with a board

That read “ Close friends”

With a tattoo of pot , pot and your fav froggy.

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