Triangle
I love her
she's with him,
as she kisses him
who does she see?
She may see two,
maybe sometimes me,
I always knew
there was three,
can't love two...
just left of center
inside right triangle,
I am one,
a number in this triangle
blowing out my unlit candle...
Sometime she loves me
as she embraces him.
How did this begin?
Can love ever be?
Will this carnival ever end?
I want to be first
a one and only love,
no matter what I do,
I remain at number two,
a star beneath the moon...
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