The two brothers appeared entirely different
One cold as ice
The other as blazing as fire
One a shadow
The other a bright star
Yet at they were the same
Molded into what they born to be
Never able to think for themselves
Lost puppies begging for love
Yet always falling into the trap meant for them
A role to which they couldn't escape
With too many promises they had to break
Not a god's blessed
But a god's cursed

3/27/18