our past always wrapped around me
like a tight fist i never thought could lose its grip
a life sentence for multiple crimes of passion
i had become used to the dull ache
present at each memory's resurface and rehash
and had long stopped bothering attempts to escape
so you can imagine my surprise
when I heard your name today
interlaced with another girl's attention
and rather than feel the bars of my cell
cold against my hopeless heart
unusually, i felt nothing at all
except maybe some relief
at the beginning of a new life.
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closure, the feeling that one can move on with their lives.
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