Poetry diary 2015-07-19: Far away

Far away

If you go away so far,
I would still have strings attached.
But maybe you would make room,
for another.

And if maybe if I looked down your back
a bit further
I’d see marks that are scrachted
by the nails of a new lover

So if you go away so far,
would you still have strings atached?
Or should I make room,
for another

knowing you wont even look at my lips
long enough to discover
the bite marks
from a new lover

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