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(inside a polyamorous mind)



Two targets, one gun, at which bull's eye will I aim?

Both are unique in their own special ways, yet both in my eye are exactly the same.

I wish for love from both, they both deserve me,

What have I done, a one and a one now equals a three.

This would never work, even if it can, I still wouldn't want it to,

I want to be back in the world that I once knew where a one and a one equaled a two.

Defying the laws of mathematics wasn't my plan, I just wanted to find a partner to complete my equation,

Now I'm trapped in an equilateral triangle that I have made; I fell in love with both on the same occasion.



Two choices, one question, which possibility will I choose?

Either way I take home the gold medallion, but sadly one of these two contestants unfortunately must lose.

I would love to love both of them, but that wouldn't be right to do,

I wonder what the other is thinking when I tell one of them, "I love you"?

Looking for a one night stand and finding nothing but a one night fall,

If it can't equal two, then a one and a one might as well equal nothing at all.

A problem with no answer, what an unbalanced equation,

What has resulted from this dilemma? The worst known case of deviation.



Two dates, one night, which one do I take home?

Either way I still have someone by my side, either way I am still forever alone.

Id love to keep them both, but how would they react and what would other people think?

Will someone please guide me to the closest edge, because right now I'm on the brink.

Searching for one student and finding the entire class,

Helplessly witnessing the sand of my life quickly descend down the hourglass.

Nothing fills my mind recently more than unbearable anxiety and frustration,

Somehow I came up with the incorrect sum to the world's easiest equation.



Two doors, one key, which heart will I open up?

Either way I still get to drink the red wine, either way I'll end up spilling the golden cup.

However I ended up this way, this type of situation is a disease that has become contagious,

Coming to a realization that everyone else comes equipped with commitment and loyalty; why then am I polyamorous?

Everyday I pray that tomorrow will bring a promising cure,

Every night I cry in my sleep as I dream about my nightmare of a future.

Can anyone out there hear my cry for hope of salvation?

In this experiment I have failed, creating the Devil's equation.



…Infinite shades of gray are all that my stitched-shut eyes can see,

A one and a one in my mind will forever equal a three…