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Bachelorette
I found me when I lost you
Can’t explain why I feel free
Never was unwilling or untrue
I just feel that sky is freeing
And believing myself to be spiritually
Free as a red herring how
Could I ever be caged willingly
I eagerly embrace a loveless cage
One where no handcuff wedding ring is placed
On my finger to linger and cement my place
Oh how could I make this mistake
I’m a bachelorette in satin dress
Happy to be pursued unwilling to be glued
To another’s idea of who
I am supposed to be for him for me
I’m a bird who hates the cage of matrimony
Copyright ©
Karen Jones
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