Poem -
Detachment
I hate the fact it’s still you that I want.Â
You’ve told me it’s not me you desire.
So why can’t I move on?Â
Yet here we are again….
Same bedÂ
Same detachmentÂ
Except now it’s me who is cutting the lineÂ
But these are dull scissors and it may take a while
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