Moved like a hangman game,
silences meant nothing, the pressure
was quite on, like hot pursuit.
Her dress is gone, so is her arm
dangling from an eraser-board's wipe.

Unwinded a paycheck from the
liberation that was a pocket.
Free of cash, she was. Free free free.
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On second thought, **** tuning forks. You best be carrying around a grand piano that was tuned by an Italian
interesting metaphors , but sorry to say i dont really know which perspective this is suppost to be from or whats taking place.
Um, I think your trying to say money is bad, and thus a lack of money is a gain of freedom. But I am not sure, because your metaphors are somewhat vague. The first section seems to have very little to do second.
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My dear man, I must petition you for photographic evidence, or the described events cannot be verified, and will be written off as fallacy.