Dear FG,
I wanna be free.
Wind in my hair.
Sand under my toes.
Sun in my eyes.
Skin upon skin.
Fingers entwined.
I want to feel love.
I will let you go.
Relieve myself of this pain.
This is the beginning.
I will write you more.
I want to be free.
I want to feel love.
Screw you,
PinkFawn
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