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FreeMind Mar 2019
Red imprints of your hands are left on my neck
Purple kisses of your fists are left on my thighs
~
I lose my breath when we cuddle
My fingers go numb when we hold hand
~
As you decorate my body with your glance
I begin to find beauty in the unique designs of your creation



-FreeMind
March 20, 2019
#78
  Mar 2019 FreeMind
Lexie
The sun found you first today
I will find you soon
Soon enough
  Mar 2019 FreeMind
Hannah Field
Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with a color.

















Red...
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