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And now that love is gone, I'm crying "Freedom!"

by Aaron Blair

And you couldn't imagine
the freedom I feel,
with the yoke of your memory gone,
the skeleton of loving you
no longer rattling its bones at me
from the confines of an unlocked closet.

07/18/2005

Author's Note: J.A.C., I'm giving you the finger as hard as I can, mooninites unite, yo.

Posted on 07/18/2005
Copyright © 2026 Aaron Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christina Gleason on 07/18/05 at 12:30 PM

Truly fitting.

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