I fell even lower
The balance of our relationship
In the beginning we hung like a Calder mobile
In perfect balance,moving slowly
Then shapes began to drop from your side
First the red triangle of passion fell, I plunged.
Now lower, trying not to see the imbalance
One more shape dropped from your side,
I fell even lower.
Finally the circle of trust fell.
The concept of balance was lost forever.
I plunge towards the toxic mercury fountain of bitterness
The balance gone forever…
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