Triangle

On the other side of you is me.

Then on my left and on your right is her.

Tight with strings that pull us closer, 

deadly three. 

If you touch her, I die.

If I touch her, you die. 

Unable to admit ourselves, 

situation makes us lie. 

Telling everyone: 'I am fine.' 

only to keep my friends with me. 

So I am just smiling...

and drinking poisoned wine.

It contains sadness, 

jealousy, rage...Oh! And disadvantage! 

The biggest madness, 

trapped in our cage. 

Sometimes I dream I hold the knife...

not sharp enough to cut those strings. 

Metal strings always stay. 

For life. 

But it is sharp enough for something else. 

I am losing my mind. 

Have no other plans in a row. 

One of us is good to go. 

Love is a special game for two, 

my desicion was made.

Someone always lose. 

I close my eyes and stab in a flesh. 

Mine. 

 

 

 

Love is only for two.

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Crazy world, my world ►

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