You are my Sun.

The other me is on recess.
You, me and that tacky little dress you called…
Well, a mess.

Wrecking my mind riots in your circumference
Of you, me and the lost whodunit.

But, it was…

The wife and the hello matrimony amalgam.
The departure of the underlying truth.

Is simple geometry. Just fucking listen.

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