My gift Your curse

I wanted to be your light but I became your darkness
I wanted to be your smile but I became your tears
I wanted to be your strength but I became your weakness
I wanted to be your voice but I became your silence
I wanted to be your comfort but I became your discomfort
I wanted to be your protector but I became your danger
We were friends, it was a price to pay a risk worth taking
A poker of love, going all in for better or worse
You are my gift I am your curse

The UnSpoken Arts

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