By: Traci Taylor

The outside perspective of a triangle is never portrayed with beauty. On the inside it seems ignorance rules. In a fun house everything is deceiving. At the time everything seems real and to fall into place. The mirrors that are misleading seem to only make things seem perfect. Once the exit sign is reached, the truth is revealed. The heart has never felt real emotion until then. No escape. Triangles are the unlikely comparison to sunshine turned into a storm. The rain keeps pouring and shelter isn’t within reach. The point of the triangle loses strength to break off and fade. A straight line has never been so unreal.


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