Run free my child,
And go home.
Where you can be you, without worries.
Run free my fellow,
Just as the wind touches your skin.
As the summer green grass meets your feet.
As your hair dances freely with the wind.
Eyes crinkled at the edges,
As the corner of your lips turned upwards.
Taking a long, slow and deep breath.
Completely satisfied.
Run free and find your home.
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Skeletons In Her Closet
RandomWelcome to her closet! Here lies all her skeletons. Sketelons that were supposed to be 6 ft. under. #1 in Englishpoems 06/21/2021 #1 in Escapist 11/21/2021 ✿
