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holy triangle

seems like a weird title? and you are thinking about purple passion and rainbow brite and godfreys transvestite 80s dancing night bar of my richmond sultry summers

but i am not thinking about that or about triads or trinities or holy combinations of godhead

i am thinking, mr. brown, that we never worked out because you loved me more than god. holy sunday school triangle of marriage. or else, probably more accurately, you loved neither of us, or loved both, but couldnt do either of us right.

i hope you've figured out the math and can use your protractor to connect these lines correctly for the little girl i know you're seeing now.

i dont want you anymore. but i want the math done right for you and me and her and him and future us-es because in my heart i know we all deserve this

1:19 p.m. - 2006-03-17

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